a new kind of lover
i woke up with a note stapled to my heart
with a set of to-do's
and number one was to tell you that
i love you.
i can't even begin to express
to you
how wrong that felt
because i didn't feel it in my heart;
i felt it in my head.
telling someone you love them
shouldn't feel like a chore
or a task,
whether it be the first time
or one of the last times.
i woke up with a note stapled to my heart
with a set of to-do's and
number one was to tell you that i love you,
but it's not true.
-jkd
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