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Sep 2010
You smile and my heart skips a beat.
I cannot believe that such a beautiful creature has noticed me.
I suddenly realized that your smile was from sympathy,
And awkward preparations with good intentions.
It sunk in quickly when you said this might not be a good idea.

Suddenly your smile wasn’t a present, but a parting gift.
You said you were hard to catch, but I figured I was on the right track.
I could almost say the lines for both of us in this painfully familiar play.
At least you were letting me down easy,
You pulled the it’s not you its me.

I mumbled back in the best way I could.
Haunted by that smile, and the conclusions I already made.
I played it cool and tried to keep to your wishes,
But you wouldn’t just let me go bury my head in shame.
You last dagger was the lets just be friends.

My narcissism kicked into full speed.
The wheels lept forward, making new bandages for my bruised ego.
I even hoped for a pity ****.
I think you were hurt that I even asked,
But you just laughed and said I crack you up.

Now I’m stuck being a pal to you.
Sometimes the consolation prize just burns more.
But at least I get to see your smile,
And plot for another bite at the apple.
I guess I just don’t learn my lesson.
Mitchell Horvath
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