Day 3~ 30 for 30 (National Poetry Month)

[standing in the sun while it's dark inside]

I wish you stood in the sun with me

I wish you could hold my hand

I wish you could talk to me in the light

Not just the stolen minutes at night

I wish the truth was real

I wish this rain could heal

I wish you knew how I feel

Not just the lies we tell to just deal

I wish you could acknowledge this

I wish you could feel us

I wish I could feel you

Not just my imagined pieces will do

I wish I could change the start

I wish you didn’t steal away my heart

I wish I didn’t fall apart

Damn, and here I thought I was so smart

 

I wish I was not your secret

I wish I was your visible honor

I wish you choose me

Not just the surreptitious shame we happen to be

Oh

How I just wish you stood in the sun with me