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 Dec 2013 manuel perez
Di
Last night,
I dreamt of him.
Kissing me,
Softly and sweetly.

But I find no attraction
To him in myself
Or at least
Not in his body.

I think I deserve
All a guy can offer
Good personality
Decent physicality.

So why do I dream
Of this very thing
I wish to avoid?

And its especially worse
When dreams are as rare
As a diamond in perfect cut
In the endless swirl in my head.

Online interpretation says
It could be
That I simply respect and adore him
I hope thats so.

I cannot take much more
Of this draining thing
Painful, manipulative thing
Called love.
I see you in the halls sometimes
And thoughts go through my head
Memories flash, I'm taken back
Suddenly I'm filled with dread.
It's not some bad memories, no,
It's really only you
I wonder if you remember
Do you remember like I do?
Those talks we had, times we shared
Was it really just a show?
You were my friend, keyword were,
Tell me, why'd you have to go?
I miss you, dear
You're all I got
I know you're gone, and maybe you're glad
Listen dear, just know I'm not.
I lost a friend, a confidant
My very best and all
Just know I still remember
When I see you in the halls.

— The End —