my poem titled “A Moon Without a Sun”

inspiration, life, love, poem, poetry, writing

The longer you’ve known someone,

The more history you have.

The more times you’ve:

 Loved them,

Hated them,

Forgiven them,

Written them off,

Cheered them on,

Torn them down,

Nursed their wounds,

Caused them pain.

You become so entwined with this person,

It’s hard to tell where your story starts,

And where theirs ends.

It makes it complicated,

To separate the two.

But maybe that’s because,

In some way,

Your stories are one.

Like a sun without a moon,

You cannot have one,

Without the other.


instagram: turnercollins_


Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )


Connecting to %s