felt it.
6.1.25
i’m feeling too much for seventeen.
this kind of thing can’t be free
to be given to someone like me.
but i can’t bare to let it die.
i feel so human, so alive
knowing volatility is part of this ride.
the conclusion to my stay
is still so many miles away.
my understanding as distant today.
so for now, what do i do
when the loves, the hurts
the bouquets, and cancers
bring me ever more questions
than answers?