they echo like the waves
of a sun-setting ocean.
Words that could sting like the piercing of a blade.
It can be healed,
but leaves a scar that is never forgotten.
Words that I love,
though sometimes do not love me.
Words that love me,
though sometimes I do not love.
Words that express more than what is said.
Words that is surfaced into layers seemingly endless.
Words that could be so right,
yet wrong all the same.
Words that forever bewilder me.”
| — | Jessica Jo |
This is a poem that just literally came to me in a few minutes. I haven't been consistent with my writing, but here's a poem that I think some of you might understand and have a connection with :)
