Welcome Visitor: Login to the siteJoin the site

It can never be you

Poetry By: StrangeMind
True confessions



Something I'm currently feeling. Decided to mix my thoughts with the attempt of my old poetry style.


Submitted:May 8, 2012    Reads: 125    Comments: 9    Likes: 8   


I remember when we first met, darling.
Alone, away from the others, talking, sharing
Scarily similar interests, desires, personalities.
And as we walked together, and sat down together,
I realise it must have been then that you did buried
Deep into my soul, and my heart, and my core.

I hadn't noticed it then, and I wish I never had.
The way my heart beats when you smile,
When your arm finds mine, when our hands intertwine.
And I continued to ignore my feelings when we spoke,
And you acted like you wanted to be near me,
And I wish that I still wasn't acquainted with the emotions.

But in my soul you obviously stayed, growing,
Stretching out, filling it, overtaking it, becoming it,
Infiltrating my conscious mind until I became insane.
Your hands touching my skin, your words soothing the hurt,
Your eyes gleaming still when we spoke together,
Your essence turning into the one thing I survive on.

And as we sit, and laugh, and sing to my favourite band,
Because you researched them as soon as I had mentioned them,
I can't help but feel my heart break, and tears well.
You would have been perfect for me, my darling.
But it could never happen. You're not like me, not in the way that matters.
And I sit, and cry, and I realise with sickening dread.

It can never be you.





8

| Email this story Email this Poetry | Add to reading list



Reviews

About | News | Contact | Your Account | TheNextBigWriter | Self Publishing | Advertise

© 2013 TheNextBigWriter, LLC. All Rights Reserved. Terms under which this service is provided to you. Privacy Policy.