I got chills!! Sometimes after reading some poetry, I sit thinking how does it get into me as a reader. How does the words written meant something way different, grasps parts of me or memory that has nothing to do with the poem. Why do I sometimes laugh or get emotional over words? Other times they provoke me.

My mind went very far with this.
I was sitting next to a classmate not so long ago, she suddenly started speaking about zodiac signs (I dont believe in them) but its a fun topic. She was telling me how all people she met with my sign were toxic to her, but I was different we were getting along. Then we went deeper about how it’s not right to keep toxic friends around us, it was a very random unexpected conversation, but it really got me thinking of the friends I have around me.

This poem had got me thinking of that again, it’s like the poem is hiding someone toxic towards the narrator, but he’s trying to no show it. By bringing up the beautiful of them. How they make his world a “better place” but they’re actually hurting him.

Sorry for the ramble, I know this may not make sense :)
Really great prose piece!!!