I Can't Explain It

He wants all of her

bared body in sunlight and laughter

when her heart fell apart

he carried comfort in his hands

her mind is bent a bit

promises can't fix it

everything wrong here is me, she said

he agreed

I feel lost, she said.

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Blushing pink Magnolia blooms died on a cold Monday night. Tuesday's limp petals wept and fell from branches eager for spring.