The Girl Of Your Dreams
27 Mar 2011 Leave a Comment
in Poetry
I’m so sick of this silence.
I’m ready for it to storm.
This lack of communication.
Has left us torn.
And in the days you spent avoiding me.
My mind has taken its toll.
Over my heart that’s been there for you.
That I hoped would never let you go.
So there you are across from me.
I swear you look so renewed.
Like nothing ever happened between me and you.
You’re smiling more than I’ve ever seen.
Telling me all about this life.
That you can’t go on living.
With me by your side.
I ask who she is.
And how it is you met.
But you curl up your lips.
I think you began to sweat.
The truth hurts me less.
Then the stories of your nightmares with me.
I wasn’t exactly what you set out for me to be.
My hair isn’t long enough.
My nails aren’t painted gold.
I’m not as easy as she’ll be to hold.
Yet it’s tough to let me go.
You stutter over your syllables.
And ask me to retreat.
It’s just that my heart isn’t as full.
As the girl you plan to meet.
Later that day you’ll call me.
She won’t be what she seems.
But I’ll already be moving on.
To a place not exactly in your dreams.
