The Love Repellent
- Clint Haugen
- Jan 2, 2022
- 1 min read
For someone who is a self proclaimed poet,
I really don’t know shit
about
love.
Love has always
avoided me.
Birds fly south for the winter,
and love fly’s in any direction it can,
to stay away
from
me.
Maybe I am too cold?
Maybe I am too careful?
I’m not sure what it is about me
that keeps love away.
I can only guess at it.
So I don’t really know anything about this thing ‘love’.
When I write about it
I
am
just…
guessing at what it truly
feels like.
Maybe I’ve loved
but never been loved back?
That seems more right to me.
But,
being loved in return…
sounds nice to me.
-C.H.
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