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Halloween (Sunday, part two)
It's difficult to explain
The way that I felt.
It was strange
To be with a guy
Who wasn't there
Just to hurt me.
It was strange to
Be with a guy who
Wasn't the Boy
Who burns. It just
Felt so different...
But, I had a small
Instant, where I
Could feel a hole
In my chest close
Up. Like it was
Healed... and it
felt so strange.
I wasn't in any
pain that day
It all appeared
To have all just
Washed away. I
Cannot even begin
To explain
How this hole in
My splintered
Heart was filled.
It felt better than
Good to be with
Him, even though
It was strange
And I can tell you
That I felt better
On that day
Then I had felt
In at least three
Years. I felt alive.
And all this guy
Had really even
Done was pay
Attention to me.
Does that mean I
Am desperate?
No, not really. I
Guess it was the
Unfamiliar feeling
Of another guy
Beside me...
Another guy
Who actually cared
About me, even
A little bit.
The way that I felt.
It was strange
To be with a guy
Who wasn't there
Just to hurt me.
It was strange to
Be with a guy who
Wasn't the Boy
Who burns. It just
Felt so different...
But, I had a small
Instant, where I
Could feel a hole
In my chest close
Up. Like it was
Healed... and it
felt so strange.
I wasn't in any
pain that day
It all appeared
To have all just
Washed away. I
Cannot even begin
To explain
How this hole in
My splintered
Heart was filled.
It felt better than
Good to be with
Him, even though
It was strange
And I can tell you
That I felt better
On that day
Then I had felt
In at least three
Years. I felt alive.
And all this guy
Had really even
Done was pay
Attention to me.
Does that mean I
Am desperate?
No, not really. I
Guess it was the
Unfamiliar feeling
Of another guy
Beside me...
Another guy
Who actually cared
About me, even
A little bit.
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