stranger

I never fight back any more,
though that’s what we all want,
a fight that proves we’ve each been wronged.

I’ve learned that when love goes
there is no one you can blame
unless it was The Book of Job
or Whatshisname.




dear stranger, i wonder when i'll meet you. i'm getting bored with the people i know too well, it's like there's nothing more to them. nothing new, nothing else to discover.