Ive always felt weird,
that I so easily detach myself
from the the company of others.
But now I know
I have been loved,
then forgotten and hurt,
to many times
for me to care about you
after you leave now.

People always ask why I write in cursive
They always expect answers like,
its faster,
or I do it out of habit.
That is what breaks my heart the most.
People assume you can only do beautiful things
if they serve a function.
That beautiful things only matter
if they serve a purpose.
But cursive writing is beautiful and elegant,
it is a portal to a world long gone,
a lost art form
and it deserves to be appreciated