Back and forth, back and forth
swaying indecisive.
Incisive and indifferent
crying over sentimentality
that is not here nor there
middle
my favorite spot
that I love to hate
and hate to love
tipping forward and fall back
it’s exhausting
to wake up one
and morph into another
before coffee
touches an empty belly.
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A wonderful description of that back and forth. Hope coffee was able to tip the balance.
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Thank you ♥ It always does 🙂
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You are welcome! 🙂 ❤
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Love the your flow
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