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today, I hang in the balance I traipse the line between free and consumed because you spoke to me again really spoke more than you really ever had spoke like friends (maybe more than friends) and though I thought I was prepared I’d practiced hating you I’d gotten over it found someone else (though that’s not going particularly well) but no and I know you that’s the hardest part I know you I know that this you this you I’m falling for again after so many **** times I’ve lost track this is not you this you is the quiet you the you that likes me because I’m feisty and a little different the you that teases me, but never to embarrass the you that knows I’m vulnerable and cares the you that flirts but doesn’t force   that is kind and friendly and opens up and tells me quiet things But I know that tomorrow you’ll be someone else in the hallway in passing across the room   so I’ll miss this you I’ll get over it slowly, as you proceed to ignore me only to fall once more just when I think I’m free a smile thrown as you round the corner where I stand your eyes crinkle at the edges       they see it all and they know me and my heart leaps once again you know I know It’s all happened before
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Nov 6, 2018
Nov 6, 2018 at 5:43 PM UTC
Examination of a Relapse
today, I hang in the balance I traipse the line between free and consumed because you spoke to me again really spoke more than you really ever had spoke like friends (maybe more than friends) and though I thought I was prepared I’d practiced hating you I’d gotten over it found someone else (though that’s not going particularly well) but no and I know you that’s the hardest part I know you I know that this you this you I’m falling for again after so many **** times I’ve lost track this is not you this you is the quiet you the you that likes me because I’m feisty and a little different the you that teases me, but never to embarrass the you that knows I’m vulnerable and cares the you that flirts but doesn’t force   that is kind and friendly and opens up and tells me quiet things But I know that tomorrow you’ll be someone else in the hallway in passing across the room   so I’ll miss this you I’ll get over it slowly, as you proceed to ignore me only to fall once more just when I think I’m free a smile thrown as you round the corner where I stand your eyes crinkle at the edges       they see it all and they know me and my heart leaps once again you know I know It’s all happened before
ode to those feelings you can never truly be rid of ...
woodnymph18
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Nov 6, 2018
Nov 6, 2018 at 5:43 PM UTC
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