These sad realizations
that time adjusts for no one.
Wading through emotions that
squander my certainty.
I’m left awkwardly fumbling, wondering
“just who do I think I am”.

Second guessing myself
as I prepare to begin another chapter
I’m still passionately bookmarked in this one.

Published by B

I am B (call me BB and I will gut you) I like daisies, books, and men who understand the wisdom of Kermit the Frog. I refer to my favorite person as TMW5T Why? because if he had 6 I'd call him TMW6T, duh!!

%d bloggers like this: