I’m trying to remember if I am. Life as I know it has questioned itself. We only shook hands, hugs, and exchanged expressions. Did you snatch my spirit? Did you steal my soul? I’m talking to someone else alone by myself knowing you hear my presence and not my voice. Am I really love or hate? Am I really true or false? I tell you I love you and I’m questioning how true you are because my soul rests with you.

Cousin?

I’m trying to remember if I am. Life as I know it has questioned itself. We only shook hands, hugs, and exchanged expressions. Did you snatch my spirit? Did you steal my soul? I’m talking to someone else alone by myself knowing you hear my presence and not my voice. Am I really love or hate? Am I really true or false? I tell you I love you and I’m questioning how true you are because my soul rests with you.

Cousin?