So, confession...I love your poetry. Like..love. It's so real and so relatable, and that is something that so many poets make almost impossible. I was excited when you asked for a comment! So, now I'll say something that sounds intelligent (also, something where I don't say "like" like a valley girl )
The emotion that you portray is, without a shadow of a doubt, my favorite part. You made me feel every moment of it- the hurt, the anger, the regret- and for me as a reader, that is magical.
It's something that anyone could put themselves in to. I don't think this type of situation could be described any more perfectly than the way you did -I never thought of it in such a way- but hungover is so spot on. You feel the regret, and it's such a haze- it's a moment that, when we reflect back on, we can obsess over what was said (or better yet, what we can't remember we said, or the way we worded something) it weighs heavy on your mind and once it's over, it's all such a blur. And as much as we don't want to remember it, it weighs heavy on us- especially the worst parts.
Just...bravo. I could go on all day. I absolutely loved this!
The emotion that you portray is, without a shadow of a doubt, my favorite part. You made me feel every moment of it- the hurt, the anger, the regret- and for me as a reader, that is magical.
It's something that anyone could put themselves in to. I don't think this type of situation could be described any more perfectly than the way you did -I never thought of it in such a way- but hungover is so spot on. You feel the regret, and it's such a haze- it's a moment that, when we reflect back on, we can obsess over what was said (or better yet, what we can't remember we said, or the way we worded something) it weighs heavy on your mind and once it's over, it's all such a blur. And as much as we don't want to remember it, it weighs heavy on us- especially the worst parts.
Just...bravo.
I could go on all day.
I absolutely loved this!