Meeting You (A Poem)

Poetry / Tuesday, February 19th, 2019

If I was to meet you,

on a day like yesterday,

and you said you didn’t know where you were,

but you knew where you were going,

what do you think I would have said?

Would you have been scared to think

that nothing could hurt you?

Or would you have been overjoyed to think

that you had escaped your final chance

for happiness?



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