kissing strangers

i drove for hours

in the pouring rain

to see you,

to hold your hand,

to be with you.

the days passed us by.

you got more distant

every hour

i started to question

why i was still there.

every now and then,

you’d feel like home

but i went right back

to feeling as if

i was unwanted

i spent three days

kissing a stranger

who will never love me

v.w.

11.12.18

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