Wake up this morning

 Wake up this morning and I'm feeling my depth


No apologies needed

most people don't even approach me

you met me my son wasn't around

even the barber guy, he never approached.

Single mom, discarded member of society


I wake up with doubts regarding the silence of you

Everyday waiting, will he reach out?

and what even to say? 

We have gone father than I think is normal or 

for whatever reason my body around you my shoulders

calm and drop and so do our defenses


I am never ready nor showered

I am easily scandaled

hell I thought I really was going on a lunch

and I really thought I was gonna help hang a curtain


is there a secret message between the lines?

I am a private person, can you try hand signs next time?

chat says you are different communicator,

well, lately I've been missing all the messages.


I am grounding myself in what you did say,

If I was a good receiver, which i'm trying to be

I am repeating it so my body doesn't instantly reject it

'I like you' 'let's have dinner tonight'

apparently, you meant it and that was your way of asking game out?


All casual and shit. Not my style. I missed the significance.

You said you reached out. I didn't give you enough credit for that.

In the chaos of my life, that fell through the cracks. 


What do I need? that's a good question.


I have no idea. Alex spilled some ginger ale yesterday

and now I'm aware of how I haven't cleaned this space yet. 

The space is small and all my cleaning supplies are at the storage.

I got something for the floor, an organic thing. It will be the first time I use that. 


I need them white cotton towels, they were $5. I didn't get them because I probably already have them.

Also, to get them is to be thinking more of Reggie (omg, I called him Greg when I was at his house).





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