I just wish you would reach out...
Ask me 'how have you been lately?'
I know I could ask too, but I feel like I have before...
When I ask it's not the same.
We communicate, and it's in passing; Replying to a story about paint colors and being solely mutuals.
It's not that I want what we had before. What we had before led us to where we are now; stalking photos and growing resentful of every picture liked. I know it's selfish but...
I just wish you would reach out.
YOU ARE READING
Collected Poems: Vol. I
PoetryThis is the debut collection of poems by poet Sasha Lynn Wallace. Volume I explores and dissects their personal experiences regarding: love, joy, spirituality, heartbreak, & trauma. Poems from 2018-2023