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My girlfriend won’t canoodle. I’M not sure what’s amiss. She refuses to even cuddle And slaps me when I kiss. She pulls away from me when I try to cradle her in my arm. It’s like she thinks I am a creep Who intends to cause her harm. Once I thought she was shy Because she avoided my eyes. Now I think she it is because She’d rather I didn’t try. I'D catch a look on her face That goes away almost never. I can’t just keep buying her things Well, at least, not forever. When we go out together She tends to hide her face. I have noticed she walks fast And I almost have to race To manage to walk beside And not fall too far behind. I think if I just went home She really wouldn’t mind. I may have started with her With the wrong tactics. It’s just that pretty women do Tend to turn me into a fanatic. So I let her have her way Did everything she wanted, As long as our relationship Was never overtly flaunted. I guess I am such a wimp That takes too long to see That what was wrong was her, And was never really me. I’ve never known what’s wrong I’ve done everything I can. I didn’t even break up with her When I discovered she’s a man.
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Mar 9, 2018
Mar 9, 2018 at 2:48 PM UTC
MY GIRLFRIEND
My girlfriend won’t canoodle. I’M not sure what’s amiss. She refuses to even cuddle And slaps me when I kiss. She pulls away from me when I try to cradle her in my arm. It’s like she thinks I am a creep Who intends to cause her harm. Once I thought she was shy Because she avoided my eyes. Now I think she it is because She’d rather I didn’t try. I'D catch a look on her face That goes away almost never. I can’t just keep buying her things Well, at least, not forever. When we go out together She tends to hide her face. I have noticed she walks fast And I almost have to race To manage to walk beside And not fall too far behind. I think if I just went home She really wouldn’t mind. I may have started with her With the wrong tactics. It’s just that pretty women do Tend to turn me into a fanatic. So I let her have her way Did everything she wanted, As long as our relationship Was never overtly flaunted. I guess I am such a wimp That takes too long to see That what was wrong was her, And was never really me. I’ve never known what’s wrong I’ve done everything I can. I didn’t even break up with her When I discovered she’s a man.
brent-kincaid
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Mar 9, 2018
Mar 9, 2018 at 2:48 PM UTC
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