23 and You and Me

So with lowered head,
I give to you,
My last missive:
The best that I wish for you and me,
Is to be a stranger to one another.

Make me special-blind
Show me only my friends,
Those two or three.

Crushed, I turned inward “Whatever’s wrong with me,” I kept muttering to myself, “That she wouldn’t even look at me.” Then suddenly taken aback, I saw, That all these “I”s...

I just had a dream. I dreamt that you were trapped in your house. Also, maybe you had fever. I was desperate to see how I can reach you. And then the scene changed. I was knocking on your door. Door opened and your...

There she is again, walking by, Head buried in her phone. All legs. I tried to forget them, And instead to think of her face, And of her thoughts, Of her nature, of her interests, her likes, Her dislikes, and of all the...