person with a soul
BUT WORDS ARE MY FUCKING LIFE - a poem from december
Howdy!
Well, I wanna show you more of my writing. I’m writing so many words and I have written so many words, but the thought of opening up Substack lately has been overwhelming. I have the feeling my words will be drowned with all the other ones you’re subscribed to and that’s okay, I’m subscribed to so many I probably never read a single word from. If you’re here though, you decided to open mine up and give it a read, know that you have my forever gratitude.
The poem “person with a soul” was written on december 21, 2024. i knew i needed to break up with someone i was seeing at that point and between feeling like the worst person in the world and going through the time we had together, i needed to remind myself why i’m doing it. “person with a soul” is titled after a conversation we had last september, when the leaves already started to fall off the trees and it was still warm enough to have the window open while watching a film. we discussed the concept of a soul and he proclaimed that he didn’t believe that there’s something like that, a soul. as someone who truly believes with her whole heart that an entire existence is based off its person’s soul, i felt lump, empty, i couldn’t believe i was sharing a bed with someone that didn’t see the one part that i loved the most about myself. at the end of our relationship then, i realised that maybe that was the moment i already knew we shouldn’t be together. anyways, thank you for being here & thank you for reading this poem of mine!
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