Write about me
Hold the pencil (as if)
It were my waist
Whisper of your mishaps
as if I were a page
And as your guilt trips
exude the bitterness
of your heart...
allow me to explain
why you're in my thoughts
(But)
Graphite can decipher
yet so little
To write about you
(Your feelings aloof)
Would be the story
at minimal
So, I hold the Pencil
Loosely, without claim
I refuse to explain lust
...
Next Time I write,
It'll be about us
I wrote this during my instructional focus class. Its about this boy... He writes too; hopefully , one day it'll be about us. For now, we'll be friends until he can forget about his ex. I doubt it.
