Quick Poet · 6:25am Aug 5th, 2014
Hey guys, I've been a little not myself lately. So I wrote a poet to help me release these feelings and try to tackle my IRL problems.
WAS IT EVEN THERE?
The sun rays hit my face,
brightening the room.
Bringing me back to my place.
I turn my head,
looking at the face that shared my bed.
I smile, but never receive one.
He gets up and started to run.
"Gotta go, gotta go,"
Time to go home.
I ask for five more minutes,
he loses interest in me.
How could this be?
I get up for a goodbye kiss,
but get shoved aside without a bliss.
"Love you," he said coldly.
My heart hurts and my mind thinks wrongly.
He leaves and I stay alone.
Inside my desolate home.
Same routine over and over.
Never once tried to bother.
He runs away with a smile
and I stay here, in the meanwhile.
The way he said it,
made it sound like a lie.
I hope that didn't mean it's goodbye.
Did he ever look at me that way,
or was he pretending to be gay?
THE END.
Kinda my emotional run with my boyfriend right now.
