SHARED SPACE

Today I ran across it.

Shared Space.

A brief moment in time where my ex had her name by mine.



Shared space.

My poem below hers.



Amazing, how you try to avoid someone and they bring you back into their world and play the victim.



In my life right now, in this moment.  I just want her to get away from me.



She patterned her life after mine.  Her work after mine.  

Yet in the end for my life I just want her to get out of.



This shared space.

View ladylynny's Full Portfolio