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Something we both agree on Feelings are weird Most can be thought through And they go away with time A small number are persistent And a persistent one I feel for you I think that I love you But what kind of judge am I? Maybe it's just a bit of oxytocin Every time I see your face Or something shallow like Your nice **** I don't know what to call it But it doesn't go away Attraction was first But equally as powerful Came admiration Your intellect Your beauty Your ease And when I lost you Came jealousy You were a winner And I was a loser But you know me I'm obsessive Intense My desire for you Perhaps to be you Separate normally Came together Motivated me Pushed me But whenever I thought of you I was ashamed That I cared still Embarrassed because Life moves on People move on But the feeling never did I just wanted to know What I had to do And why I couldn't do it Why I wasn't enough Maybe I annoyed you You always thought I was full of **** Maybe my dick's too small Or my legs are too skinny Or worst of all Maybe it's nothing really Out of sight out of mind Right place wrong time The hardest part about losing Isn't the losing It's that I never give up I feel the need To pursue any chance No matter how small So the hardest part about losing Isn't denial Embarrassment Or pain It's the part of me That's stubborn enough To wait On a phone that might never ring A touch I might never feel Memories I might never make
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Jun 26, 2018
Jun 26, 2018 at 1:59 PM UTC
Losing
Something we both agree on Feelings are weird Most can be thought through And they go away with time A small number are persistent And a persistent one I feel for you I think that I love you But what kind of judge am I? Maybe it's just a bit of oxytocin Every time I see your face Or something shallow like Your nice **** I don't know what to call it But it doesn't go away Attraction was first But equally as powerful Came admiration Your intellect Your beauty Your ease And when I lost you Came jealousy You were a winner And I was a loser But you know me I'm obsessive Intense My desire for you Perhaps to be you Separate normally Came together Motivated me Pushed me But whenever I thought of you I was ashamed That I cared still Embarrassed because Life moves on People move on But the feeling never did I just wanted to know What I had to do And why I couldn't do it Why I wasn't enough Maybe I annoyed you You always thought I was full of **** Maybe my dick's too small Or my legs are too skinny Or worst of all Maybe it's nothing really Out of sight out of mind Right place wrong time The hardest part about losing Isn't the losing It's that I never give up I feel the need To pursue any chance No matter how small So the hardest part about losing Isn't denial Embarrassment Or pain It's the part of me That's stubborn enough To wait On a phone that might never ring A touch I might never feel Memories I might never make
JedidiahJones
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Jun 26, 2018
Jun 26, 2018 at 1:59 PM UTC
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