i am tired of being a dandelion

by Laura Supnik

i suppose i do not write to forget you but rather to remind myself why i need to

would rather have you say no than to never know at all.

you are more alive than ever but i have been trying to kill the idea of you.

i should have apologized for expecting too much

it’s finding an excuse to drag out the hurt like waiting for them to hang up first

i’ve lost count of how many steps we’ve taken away from each other.

how many hopeless romantics does it take to build a wall high enough that keep our hearts safe?

i continue to blow dandelions in your honor or pick off more petals on flowers because i’ll get to say he loves me more than once

if they want you then you won’t have to wonder how to make them.

if they love you then you won’t have to die a little each time you try to find proof.

where do i put my hand after you let it go?

sometimes closure is a door left open

i let all these loves walk farther away since it is safer for them to leave than it is to stay.