and one in the lane
A poem about having no expectations.
good sleep, good rest, good rem
waking up
wipe the crust from my eyes
hard as stone no surprise
no expectations
trying to move forward with no expectations
girl here, girl there,
girlfriend everywhere
watching, thinking, sinking
i swear im done
no one but you
no expectations
trying to love you with no expectations
no expectations, no regrets
nothing to lose when you’ve gained it all
a roof, a kiss, a full plate
no expectations and no regrets
//jf 8.21.2021
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