Talking out of turn.

The more I read the more I learn.
When I write this , it may feel like I am talking out of turn.
When everything is internalize it’s hard to figure a person out.
They can smile in your face but there is clearly is doubt.
If you are angry or sad or even happy then share it with me.
That’s all I asked because I have opened myself to you without hesitation.
You were the scary one and i loved you still.
Just getting through that was due to a strong will.
All this quarantine creates is frustration.
I have been mad with myself a lot of the time.
Hence, the lines and the rhymes.
A temporary measure to ease the pain.
These days it’s either in pain or being insane.
I choose neither of the two.
After all when I write, I’m still thinking of you.
How much of me you see and it’s clearly nothing but negativity.
Anxiety.....
There is plenty of it but I have to deal with mine alone.
As it is now, that’s the way it’s got to be.

No it’s not because you’re gone that started to feel this way.

Loving you and all that that’s been there even today.

That’s really it because what else can I say.

I’m sorry that it didn’t work out and I could be what you needed me to be.

I couldn’t even make you happy.

To be honest, happiness is something I never really understood.

Not because of you. Not because of anything really. Just never could.