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for a while I've been confused--- lots of hours spent detangling my hair in the shower, wondering if I should sit down or stand up or lean, wondering how *it is possible to be sort of sad or kind of not really sad*. I've always had problems with letting go and I told my mom *I haven't tried with anyone because I don't like feeling that way* I don't like the strange jealousies that come with falling for a face but the truth is, it's all about chris and it has been for months now. Because loving him is loving an old-self, because loving him is loving an old-self, because who I love isn't there? And who he loved isn't here (maybe I'm just saying that) but there have been lots of hours spent detangling my hair in the shower wondering if I should sit down or stand up. Lots of hours.
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Apr 1, 2014
Apr 1, 2014 at 3:19 PM UTC
Lots of Hours.
for a while I've been confused--- lots of hours spent detangling my hair in the shower, wondering if I should sit down or stand up or lean, wondering how *it is possible to be sort of sad or kind of not really sad*. I've always had problems with letting go and I told my mom *I haven't tried with anyone because I don't like feeling that way* I don't like the strange jealousies that come with falling for a face but the truth is, it's all about chris and it has been for months now. Because loving him is loving an old-self, because loving him is loving an old-self, because who I love isn't there? And who he loved isn't here (maybe I'm just saying that) but there have been lots of hours spent detangling my hair in the shower wondering if I should sit down or stand up. Lots of hours.
(c) Brooke Otto 2014 I haven't wanted to write this down.
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Apr 1, 2014
Apr 1, 2014 at 3:19 PM UTC
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