Feelings

You

All that you are

is an addition,

a simple bonus

that’s nowhere

near simple.

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You and I

What words we use

to try and define,

how we explore

one point to another,

and to understand

that I am not yours,

nor you are mine.

We simply glide,

side by side

for a moment in time.

Alive

With the dawn, we rise.

But it is with the night

that we come alive.

Our true self realised

with dreams fast escaping,

seeping into reality,

becoming just a memory,

faster than we are ready.

Empty

Slightly burnt, with crusts a little too thick. 

The last of the butter, evenly spread.

A little sweeter, perhaps? Too bland otherwise. 

Is there anything left in the cupboard? 

Jam, marmite, lemoncurd?

Maybe the marmite. 

Some will hate but others will love. 

They’ll say the taste is too strong. 

Lingers. 

They’ll have their opinions. They’ll say. 

But still they will take, despite their talk. 

And when there’s nothing left, they’ll move onto the next,

leaving nothing but a few crumbs and an empty shelf.