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Apr 2011
Sitting in your car
Twirling lint in between my fingers
Drowning in my oversized jacket
Drowning in this silence
Cowering in fear
When did I become so weak?
When I stop my tongue to please you?
When did I start closing my legs to keep you?
How did I end up chilled and lonely in your car
As you move outside of me and everything I am
You breathe and live
Meshed in molecules
of an Alternate Universe
I can touch you
But I can't feel you
I can hit you
But I can't hurt you
I can kiss you
but I can't make you love me.
You step back in the car
and lean into a kiss
but fall right through me
and swallow my heart
How am I suppose to fight?
I grip the side of the seat you can't see in anger
I squint and grimace
as you start the car
You shiver from the cold
Your sent fills the car
and you never look at me twice
How did I get here?
We come to a stoplight
You squeeze my hand
and pick the lint off
How did I get here?
I smile at you sweetly
How?
How?
Samantha Lynn Bates
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