"determinations" poems - Hello Poetry

We sit beneath the mango tree You say, “I’ve got to go one day, you see…” I nod and smile for that’s far away… And I know deep down you really want to stay So we talk and learn about our lives Blaze right past all the normal lies I say, “I think I’m gonna miss you some…” You laugh and say, “God, you’re young.” If I’d known then how this was going to go There were more things I would have let you know Like that time we sat under the mango tree And my heart stopped when you first kissed me... While you were packing up your little home I was sitting, waiting by the phone Wondering where I’d gone so wrong Wishing your determinations weren’t so strong… The weeks crawl by and you don’t call I take the frustration out on my bedroom wall We both knew that this had to end But for that short time it was awfully nice to pretend So we meet under the mango tree I stare at you, and you stare back at me You say, “You knew I had to go one day.” I mutter back, “Then I guess there’s nothing more to say.” Then like a tragedy I left you there Unable to hold your penetrating stare There were more things that we both should’ve said But it seems we took the easy road instead The road whose paths would never have to cross So we’d never have to think about what we have lost But sometimes I still pass that mango tree And remember how you used to look at me, Smile about those shining, sapphire eyes, Marvel at the tree’s growing size, Laugh about the brief time we shared And pack away the memories with care

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Oct 6, 2011

Oct 6, 2011 at 8:24 PM UTC

elizabeth-foley

The Mango Tree

We sit beneath the mango tree You say, “I’ve got to go one day, you see…” I nod and smile for that’s far away… And I know deep down you really want to stay So we talk and learn about our lives Blaze right past all the normal lies I say, “I think I’m gonna miss you some…” You laugh and say, “God, you’re young.” If I’d known then how this was going to go There were more things I would have let you know Like that time we sat under the mango tree And my heart stopped when you first kissed me... While you were packing up your little home I was sitting, waiting by the phone Wondering where I’d gone so wrong Wishing your determinations weren’t so strong… The weeks crawl by and you don’t call I take the frustration out on my bedroom wall We both knew that this had to end But for that short time it was awfully nice to pretend So we meet under the mango tree I stare at you, and you stare back at me You say, “You knew I had to go one day.” I mutter back, “Then I guess there’s nothing more to say.” Then like a tragedy I left you there Unable to hold your penetrating stare There were more things that we both should’ve said But it seems we took the easy road instead The road whose paths would never have to cross So we’d never have to think about what we have lost But sometimes I still pass that mango tree And remember how you used to look at me, Smile about those shining, sapphire eyes, Marvel at the tree’s growing size, Laugh about the brief time we shared And pack away the memories with care