It’s been a minute since I sat down to write To be honest, I was quite hesitate To recite the The poetry I call life Many sleepless nights And long days catered to insights I blink and arrive back at that fight If only our yells and screams had been hugs And deep breathes If we could pause arrive back in the moment and reset If broken glass were dandelions Scattered across the floor If I could open up my chest and show you my heart once more I didn’t want you to leave. But wh