We were half hearted with lovepri.

This is a poem about feeling invisible and almost like you don’t exist.

Remembrance is vital.

We all get older.

Relationships are all about give and take.

To search, to seek, for what may be.

Does love exist?

Learn to be grateful for what you have.

This reality is nightmarish.

I’m trying a new, for me, poetry form. About work.