intuition

how is it
that on a day

when i'm feeling lonely,
down, and a little discouraged,

that my siblings,
who i haven't talked to

in a few days,
decide to call me,

see how i'm doing,
and update me on their lives.

thank you, siblings.

i love you


{a lot}

After all this time...

i realized, after all these years, that i don't

love someone i thought i did.

and when i say "i love you",
i don't mean it.

it's not that i don't like him,
it's just that i don't love him.

not like that.
not right now.

and maybe i never will.