I think of you often how often I am not sure, I do not time myself In the past I never worked things out in my mind so now I do yesterday's job someone has to you see leaving pieces of you cluttered in my room will not help the situation any so today i throw out the pieces a few I hold on to, i admit the heart is stubborn I don't know if I loved you I only know this much something inside of me needed you and no matter how hard I tried I couldn't make it work stingy and selfish I got instant gratification temporal relief I was not thinking of future me's Now, my hear cried, Now Your heart cried Now too however now's meant no later's we were born that night we died that night too you were my friend and I lost you to lust and I lost you to selfishness and In lost you with a kiss it wasn't fair the ways your hand taunted me the way your words kissed me How was I not to play too? I want to scream at you now to tell you, I looked up to you so, in my eyes I saw you godlike, in my eyes there none more beautiful, and for the love and friendship you gave I loved you, I loved you because of your eyes. Because of the way your hand touched my back, for the shorts and black shirts you used to always wear I loved you for your laugh and your smile which made us both glow for your wisdom I so admired, for the way I felt in your arms, for the friend who took care of me, the name you used to call me. i loved you so. You were my friend and I miss my friend. But you will not even look at me you have moved on with your life i am not a part of that your wife, however is, she was your always I am a spark Oh, but how brightly I burned for that moment! But let us not talk of burning then we shall have to go into witch trials, and such Besides equating myself to Joan of arc seems a bit extreme No I will settle for smaller metaphors I am like ET... I phone home, no one answers I spun in circles for more than sixty days I do not spin anymore Now i fall down and see God now I am dizzly sick! Now i think I will vomit I sit on the grass lying here everything is not in foucus things still blend however sepreration is coming when it comes I will let it go I will let it go quietly I will no be the mad, bird, woman, screaming into the night no I will watch it float away like watching a heluim ballong float up to God and then I will get up when it has gone out of sight I shall forget like you have, Thomas I will no longer need you then, Thomas
Reason for writing:
I wrote this poem or a man I care very much about....a man that showed me my innocence
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