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I refuse to relate her to the sunrise and the sunset- as there are already far too many things that remind me, but I'll have you all know- I think of her every single day. This morning I bit my tongue in fear that maybe... I am in love. I thought that there could be no other explanation for why someone who isn't even present in my life consistently rips herself into my mind. But that is only I shining light on her once again. Like I've done so since we became friends. No. I am not in love. I am I was betrayed. And I have not can not forgive. My trust began to vanish when the hot air of her whispers tickled my ears and fear swished inside of them. Her pleas for friendship were seasoned with 1-up mushrooms, and she always saw the bigger firework, dreamt the more vivid dream, had the better taste, in self-righteous scream. Love? I politely decline your offer, miss. I don't care to love you, miss. For the last time Goodnight.
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Nov 11, 2014
Nov 11, 2014 at 10:29 AM UTC
She says she is my friend
I refuse to relate her to the sunrise and the sunset- as there are already far too many things that remind me, but I'll have you all know- I think of her every single day. This morning I bit my tongue in fear that maybe... I am in love. I thought that there could be no other explanation for why someone who isn't even present in my life consistently rips herself into my mind. But that is only I shining light on her once again. Like I've done so since we became friends. No. I am not in love. I am I was betrayed. And I have not can not forgive. My trust began to vanish when the hot air of her whispers tickled my ears and fear swished inside of them. Her pleas for friendship were seasoned with 1-up mushrooms, and she always saw the bigger firework, dreamt the more vivid dream, had the better taste, in self-righteous scream. Love? I politely decline your offer, miss. I don't care to love you, miss. For the last time Goodnight.
I dug this one up from my drafts. I'm so happy I don't have these feelings of bitterness so readily available anymore. I'm not sure if I've forgiven but I'm posting this because I can and not feel condemned to these emotions. Thank you for reading.
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Nov 11, 2014
Nov 11, 2014 at 10:29 AM UTC
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