Sunday, October 20, 2013

Fractions

How strange to reread the poetry of your youth
Written in a time before
Love
Loss
Tragedy

Your eloquence and idealism 
Intertwined
With your naivety

You were so worried about being alone then
The world could end if you had to endure
One
More
Day
Alone

Now, you know of the safety in being alone
How to define yourself
As a true individual
Not some twenty year old who believed that she 
Had
To be with someone
To be whole