I want to cry, not sure why
My heart hurts for two
Two that are not
But were at one time
One time when hers was mine.
I know not why
Why the two can’t be
Be what they were meant to be.
Meant to be, what an oddly little phrase
Phrase like I love you,
Love,
What do you mean?
A selfish one? A giving one?
One + One
Is that two different loves,
Or is love one tree?
A tree with one trunk
Split
In two
Two growing tall and bearing fruit too?
What is this riddle,
This life that I live
Living and dying
Dying to live
Omer Redden 