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Dec 2010
We wasted summer together
Shouldn’t use the word “wasted” because
It was the best time as a period
Printed on a timeline labeled my life
But I should use it now
That’s how I feel

Why are you so quiet?
Tell me
I try and try and try and I know I get through
Tell me at a sunset so I still feel warm
Tell me when I finally get a job
Tell me when I look at the stars
So I can transform constellations into love poems
Tell me on the best day of my life
I am an open door of a warm house
Cold as your actions outside
The only thing I’m looking for is closure

Coffee shop with friends
“I can’t wait to meet the boy”
I hear them say
Girl, I’ve bee standing here long enough
If it takes this long to recognize
Time after time after time after time
My nickname is impatient
Try try try try to drown you out
But every time I hear the beginning letter of your name
My heart goes one way
And my body opposite
Making my organs fail like my liver
That one time I tired to drown you out
They will call it suicide
But I know its eyes and a smile
That’s what looking at you does to me
You
looking at another human being that isn’t myself
Your eyes
wide; reading a body with interest
Your Smile
Coating this atmosphere with a layer of ecstasy
You
Looking at another human being that isn’t myself
Now, I believe in reincarnation
So hopefully someday I can be born again
As the man you’re so in love with right now
Euphoria will be a synonym for my life
And I’ll laugh at the man who can’t be with you
I’ll laugh while he’s alone and drunk. Constantly writing love poems about a girl he describes so beautifully that it will make me thankful for running into you.

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I see your arms thrown around a body that isn’t min
Joey Zimmerman
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