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May 2020
Believe me I tried to match his enthusiasm. God, I really tried to
Guess I lacked in that department, my apologies beau
This is slowly becoming a big inconvenience, don’t want to
He knows I’m up to something yet he didn’t let that get in the way
Yes, I’d love if we continue this but without ever going forward just stay

I could see he’s genuinely trying, though I appreciate the comfort
This wasn’t my plan, because I have way too many misdemeanors
He can perfectly sense it but what can I say, I am in the motion
Five good mornings are better than one and five questions
Asking me how my day went, will drown out that unnecessary tone

People say I got a thing for authority figures
I just find it beguiling for someone to be MORE
So I’ll just settle for guys older **** I like it when I win them over
I like it when they latch into me like they’re pressured and hopeless
Or they’re rejoicing in my youth, funny how they become careless

Oh yes. Thirties and they’re thirsting. But then again eventually, I’d never bother
They’re good enough to bury that one real deal that I cannot grasp,
It’s good for nobody, a mess no one was ready for, a sad canvas
Now, gotta try to manipulate my narrative. They chase me, I want that
This is the calm. The fun. What the real deal fails to have and ***** me over, somewhat?

That is why only his, will never fill me completely
Let’s make this several so that I’ll not be lonely
I wish I could let you off the hook immediately
But not when I’m still getting away from that one real deal
Pitstops after pitstops, until I made my mind. Shall we?
Erin Roma
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Erin Roma  Philippines
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