WASTING MY BREATH

Perhaps I’m wasting my breath introducing myself to you.

Most likely.

Clearly it is only in brief moments of coincidence that I seem to exist in your world.

At most other times I appear to be invisible.

Inexistent.

At this point I would gladly forget that I love you.

If only our bodies didn’t smell the same.

It would be much easier.

 

I don’t need you to change my flat tire.

I don’t need you around the house.

I don’t need you to breathe next to me in the night.

I don’t need you to make me beautiful or to make me smile.

I don’t need you for sex.

I don’t even need you to love me.

 

I only need you to stop the time.

 

Perhaps I’m wasting my breath introducing myself to you.

But I just can’t find anything I would rather do.

© Sonja Lekovic 2020, all rights reserved

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