Love You, Love Me. By Eva Tortora Poem by Eva Tortora

and these words we exchange

into the sky

into the clouds

into everything

that cant fall down

these words we are trying to

reel in like spiders

and dreams

and real things

and my heart is broken

for the 80,000th time

hurting me like my favorite dessert pie

and my ideas are overflowing

but these words

bring me down

from city to home

from here to alone

from higher to lower

when these heels wont move

I have words

when these wounds wont heal

I have words

within the realms of honesty

and yes, its him again...

and me.........