Fracture

Sometimes

The weight of it is too big

And time moves too soon

And no one is talking about the right stuff;

I don’t care about your stupid trip to Myanmar

Or your cauliflower pizza crust

Or your day.

Sometimes

The loneliness is too vast

And words are too small

And no one is meeting you where you are;

I don’t want to read the book that changed your life

Or told I have a choice

Or join your cause.

I don’t get why you run.

I don’t get why you fix.

Let me tell you what love looks like;

Sometimes,

It suffers.