The Idea

Nothing to note.

A day where the wind

still blows.

They were calling-

all of my pieces,

Heartbreak was

in Love.

You’re not

I sang, and before

they could shame my

quick reply, I said

You’re in love with the

idea of the Perfect Match.

Uninterrupted strolls

along shores of

it does not matter, as long as

it never rains.

I know you miss the warmth,

not of the hugs,

but of the hope that

One day you will be okay.

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(My poem was inspired by “1018-1019” by Fujiwara no Tameie)