Floodgates

by Writer

I see all these fantastic people and just assume they won’t like me.
Why would they.
It would probably be a disservice to bother them with conversation.
Wouldn’t want to ruin their day.

We’re always counting down time until it’s slipping through our fingers.
Hurry up, almost there… Fuck! It’s gone!

I thought I’d become stagnant.
Thought I stopped growing.
But I think I was wrong.
I think I can finally drink my tea without honey.

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