I keep looking at your smile
And seeing straight through it
Don’t feel my hand’s when I touch you
Because your skin is such a foreign instrument
It gets cold on my finger tips
Your smell I want to wrap myself in
So I have no choice but feel you around me
Because in these public places
The other foreign people surround me
And I’m slightly interested in smelling them
That intangible cord around our wrists
Seems to have ripped
From all the strenuous tugging towards me
I did for you, and It only stretched until
it did the opposite of what is was suppose too
And some how repels me from you
I feel like I’m pushing together the backs of magnets
But you, you tend to smile
I wonder how it feels
To not feel me
You know I often laugh at these events
I laugh at that person in the mirrors
And as for this person they call me
I regret to even look in the eyes
because this thing that I’ve become is so weak
And I just stare in awe,
Saying to myself that I loved for you
And in the process lost me
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9 comments:
I so love this poem because I can relate. When you love someone too much and gove your all you can lose sight of yourslef
yea that's what i was going for and i appreciate the comment
What's up Notion! Ah love makes us weak.
At the same time I feel like all this is from a computer, not in person an thus the intagible cord, the foreign instrument-cold to your finger tips. lol
wat do you mean from a computer
Are you gonna submit some of your stuff to the site?
I really like your work. Im glad you asked me to follow.
o! gud lyrics, keep it up!
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Submit your stuff at www.atitagain.net on the "contact us" page...
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i LOVE this mann yourr good
i wish i couldd put words toogether
in a haramonyy likee that !
good jobb i lovee it lol !
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