For the Sunset

I guess you
are all I have,
and I can’t possess you,
of course
of course.

I don’t know who you are,
I don’t know who I am,
Not someone,
not no one,
not everyone,
not neither.

People tell me all the time,
hurricane of mirror blades
after all.
So naturally, people
see themselves here.

I’m getting stronger,
thanks to you.
I keep to myself more,
the calm within the storm.
I still cry
(like so fuckin’ much),
but the desire to TRY
naturally becomes
more refined.

You bought me the book,
after all!

A Course in Miracles.

So, thank you.
Every heartbreak is
nothing less
than a blessing.

Inheritance, after all.

Published by mikelenczycki

Not Anybody.

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