Anna Elias Poet Free verse

I hate the sky

I hate planes now.
I hate pilots.
I hate everything that has to do with the air.

I don’t want to talk about it.
I don’t want to hear about it.
I don’t even want to say the words out loud anymore.

Because they all remind me of you.

And that should be a good thing.

But every reminder of you
also reminds me of the fact
that I can’t be with you.

That one day you’ll leave
and I’ll have to stay here pretending I know how to live normally afterward.

I don’t ever want to fly on a plane again.
I don’t ever want to see an airplane again.

Some days I don’t even want to look at the sky.

Because everything connected to it
somehow circles back to you.

And every time I look up,
all I can think about
is how someday you’ll probably move on,
love another girl,
smile at someone else the way I wish you’d smile at me.
Kiss someone else the way I wish you’d 
Kiss me.

I’ll never love the sky again.

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