You ever get that cosmic feeling,
as if planetary was just not heavy enough?
Not in like an extraterrestrial sense,
more along the lines of hopelessly in love.
When you just can’t find the right word,
to eagerly explain, exactly how you feel.
“I love you just seems so redundant”- she said
“it’s desensitizing to me, and I just can’t deal”
So I set out into the universe to find a new word,
to explain the butterfly feeling that flutters inside,
The problem is I think I had taken too long
I resurfaced to your response “I, have nothing left inside”
I’m so blind to have not noticed, I missed all the signs,
too tired to fight and too dignified to plead,
hindsight, my galactic journey was out of this world
sometimes from love, it’s the escape that you need.
© 2018 Joseph Emerson @ WhatsInsideAMadmansHat.com
Really love this and as always so well put.
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Thank you. This one was fun. Came from a weird true story about an ex. Not the flying about space part… but the rest of it lol
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Cool indeed 😉
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I love this! Very deep undertone. It’s very relatable.
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Thank you! 🤓
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The struggle to find the words and then not finding the words. This is a relatable experience. I enjoyed this.
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Thanks again. 🤗
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Beautiful poem, Joseph and so well composed with an apt picture.
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Thank you very much😊
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Welcome.
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