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A Confusion of Pronouns

Where did you go?

I thought lifting up

A box searching,

Searching; for time

They said X would mark

Where I could find

Her heart resting

Right next to mine

But mine is me

And me not you

So she and me

Can be the only two

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Written by

nicholas-rew

American

Published: Nov 3, 2011
LinesWords: 1247

Notes: Each stanza's syllables add up to 17. I did this because 17 is a prime number and can only be divided by one. The feeling of being alone or the number one is expressed more thoroughly this way.

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