Jan 2016
We're about to go for coffee
I'm dressed so you'll want me
But I know
You wont
Counting the red flags
Is harder than counting stars
Is harder than counting cards
Because
I have to choose whats a flag
and what's a star
- at this rate -
You're still my sun
Why wont my heart keep up?
As my mind runs and races
My heart anxiously paces
Trying to figure out
What shirt I should wear
so that
You'll want me back
I'm dressed so you'll want me
But I know
You wont
Counting the red flags
Is harder than counting stars
Is harder than counting cards
Because
I have to choose whats a flag
and what's a star
- at this rate -
You're still my sun
Why wont my heart keep up?
As my mind runs and races
My heart anxiously paces
Trying to figure out
What shirt I should wear
so that
You'll want me back
I wrote this poem before going to coffee with my ex girlfriend after we had just broken up. We decided we were going to go talk about things and I was having a lot of anxiety.
