Oh and P.S. @ Jess. Your comment was, without a doubt, one of the NICEST comments I have ever received in my life. Thank you, SO SO SO MUCH for the kind words and I definitely hope to be having little commenting battles back and forth via blogs =D
And now.... the lame-o poem. Enjoy!
There’s nothing you have that I want anymore
Equal perspectives?
Not at all.
I saw love.
You saw friendship.
Only an apple and some lettuce.
10 pages due the next day
Your meticulous blinking and hazel eyes convinced me to help
Not that I needed much convincing
How did I write that?
I never even read the “The Hours”
Always good to have an English major as a friend
7 cups of coffee each and an all-nighter
It got done.
Basking in accomplishment
I didn’t feel used
I felt loved
You hugged me when it was finished
Mrs. Dalloway and Virginia Woolf as the only witnesses
Trapped in a repetitious paperbound cage
Yelling to me
Muffled screaming
It’s all a bunch of lies
He USED you.
It’s OK girls
I know he did
A+
One of the best papers I’ve ever written
Drunk and crying on the bathroom floor
No really, it’s OK for men to cry.
Let it out.
Yes, of course you’re talented.
No, you’re not allowed to drive home.
Yes, we can go to a diner.
I’ll drive.
Pancakes at 5AM
Genuine and impervious
Drunken banter
Mouthful of pancake
You slur
You know I love you, right?
I should’ve spit my coffee in his face
Back home at 6 AM
Bad habits don’t die very easily
Bye bye pancakes.
Typical summer night
Smoking a cigarette and staring at the stars
Waiting for your call like a complete sap
I’m the sap
Admitted.
1 AM you finally call, drunk again
Typical.
A threesome you say?
Not what I wanted to hear
You trust me though
Enough to talk about something like that
Sex details for a good friend
More than willing to kiss and tell
Telling me is nothing out of the ordinary
Oh right
I forgot
We’re just good friends
The fights
Instilled in my heart, permanent to the very last word
I still fixate on them
You ignore every feeble attempt I made to speak
Tagged teamed me
Some sort of intervention
No, I didn’t toss you to the side like a piece of garbage
You’re too important to me
You KNOW I love you.
Ignorance.
Things could be a lot worse
It’s not that bad
I’m not going to die
There is no heroic feat to be done.
Egotistical bastard.
My world does not need saving.
Put your god damn cape away.
What happened to the person I fell in love with?
Gone.
Kind of like the pancakes.
We need a break?
But...
...
A break from what?
No, I don’t need help.
You blink
What did you eat today?
Go fuck yourself.
That’s it.
5 months later.
Concentrated on myself
Therapy, lots of it
Freshman year debachery is all I have left of you
But...
...
My priorities are straightened
My problems are fixed.
No more robotic responses.
You wouldn’t believe me even if we still talked.
For real.
Yes please, I’d love a sandwich.
