Complications
For far too long I have read these words.
Not knowing what it meant at first.
Maybe it was just a matter of not
speaking about what it was,
that it was complicated.
Maybe the story was too deep,
too many details to discuss.
Or that if you did, it
would only bring back the pain.
It's not because we complicate them,
it's because of where we are,
problems do arise and sometimes
we can't come to a solution.
Sometimes it stays a mess,
where two people can't see
eye to eye anymore.
The feelings change.
Complications come and go
its a matter of learning from them,
and trying to work on them,
so the next one is less complicated.
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