Moment For You and Me

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
I had a very unhealthy relationship with a girl a high school. Basically, I loved someone I knew would never be with me, but I let her use me and cry on my shoulder from all the crap she went through. I wanted to portray it in a way that showed the sexual tension we shared. I also wanted to display the unhealthy dependency I let her develop toward me, and that it wasn't really love. I hope it comes through.

Submitted: October 15, 2013

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Submitted: October 15, 2013



Drama class.

Drama club.


Drama is how I met you.

You were hurt and liked to be hurt.

You didn’t know any other way to live as you poured it all on my shoulder.

The next alcoholic, drug using, herpes giving boyfriend broke you.

My shoulder had your name on it.

But the day you wore that red dress was the first time a woman stopped me in my tracks.

An eclipse that blocked out everyone else so I could catch you looking right back at me

Those russet eyes choked me.

Trapped me.

Those eyes straddled mine and rode them until I could no longer stare.

I regret that blink to this day.

Those eyes gave me permission to take you all in.

Those eyes told me what you couldn’t convey; what your lips didn’t dare part to say.

‘Take me the way only your eyes can.’

We’ve talked, cried, fought, danced, and kissed before.

But that space in time was just for you and me.

To strip each other down to the real us.

Those seconds lasted well into my next life.

I never wanted them back.

I snuck a look when you passed by.

Those eyes smiled and whispered.

‘I love it when you watch.’

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