A Ticking Clock

A ticking clock,
Yesterday’s socks.
I float in
A state of listless desire

Hearts to mend
And break
What about mine?
In limbo
I eclipse my indecision

Wracked with the guilt
Of what I thought was right
Now I feel selfish and burdened
With another’s feelings
Unable to collect my own

To You,
I don’t know what it is about u
Memories of an unmatchable, tattered romance
The thought of you as mine is
Comforting, feels like serenity

Why can’t I just shed this and run
Not to new love
back to myself
An illusion rarely obtained

To: You
What we share, is infinite,
Cognitive, untouchable purity
Strong feelings I fight
Because u deserve my everything
If I am to share anything

I feel level,
Secure
When I sit alone
In old socks
My own frame of mind

I love two
I love you
I love him
I despise myself