All of you is wrapped up in me.
My jaw hurts again, perhaps I’ve beaten that path time and time again.
I found a new writer, a writer who reminds me of me.
A writer that I found myself wanting to read more of, to absorb that feeling of being exactly like me!
Like a meal you never want to stop eating.
Or sex you never want to stop having.
These are the feelings that make life worth living.
These are the things, I never wish to stop reeling.
The Reluctant Poet 