I don’t read what I write,

Not often anyway.

Straight into my notes app like the Gen Z stereotype I always claim I’m not, 

Onto the blog then done.

Some of them don’t even make it that far. 

And that’s it.

I mean some of them aren’t even poems I think?

Just some idiot writing his thoughts out claiming it’s something it’s not.

Maybe? 

Suppose that’s hard to define,

And “poetry” could just be anything.

Poetic expressions perhaps,

Maybe not really a poem. 

Anyway…

I read through them all,

I miss you.

Even the weather knew.