why

why did it hurt so much when  you pulled away tonight. as if my touh was hurting you.

are you bruised

i kiss you gently, i tuck you in trying to love the pain away.

may be u can be good enough this time

please giive me a chance. im brave this moment

i finally worked up the courage to open to you

hold on let me prove it. ill sit here a while

ill wait

ill give you a moment like you gave me time and time again

this time ill wait. ill corress you

but you still wish me to go.

why does it hurt so mudh?

its not as if were in love

and yet i care enough to light a cigarette

and let music and words fall into a page

everything i wiah i could say

but i dont know what to say

all i know is that hurts, why?

why all the sudden are you pulling away?

what did i do? how can i fix it?

you're dear to me, my friend

this is exactly what i was afraid of

oh no! I did it again!

i fucked up something good bedcause thats what im good at...

 

and right as im starting to fall apart, my breathing starting to get out of hand

too heavy too fast and not enough air. im fighting back tears so i close my eyes

my hands shacking

i feel you. vibratios on the ground as you cross the floor

please dont see me like this

please face dont give me away

i feel the door open as it fires up the the wall and my back where the cold tone meats me cold sweats

i breathe and open my eyes

youre right there

ever so handsome. it hurts...i want to be close to you.

youre looking at m...and even though you pulled away

i smile because im just glad that now youre in front of me

and you want to smoke with me.....me...?

please dont ask me....and please ask me

say yes aya.....say yes...aya say something

oh yeah, come out here...yeah ....yeah i wanna smoke..you want to with me..?

a glimmer of hope. may be you see that i was just finally brave

that i was about to dare to dare to live and instead

you're just being good heated man. curtisy.

Chivalrous as ever so

thank you my good sir. for at least not making it harder

and i begin to shake some more. grateful evermore that im sitting on the floor typing

to cover up the fact that my legs cant keep me up

and my soul feels torn

watching you move with her

what happened while i was gone for just a second

i told you i was coming back for you

i was coming for you

i needed a moment to handle some business

to talk myself to finally letting myself be happy

take a risk a chance or something.

what happened while i was gone

why are you pulling away

why does it hurt

why do i care

why am i here and you over there

when you told me youre coming out here

why

why you

why this

why now

why are you pulling away and why did i choose this moment to decide to show courage

why did i try again

why did i think i could come as myself

why

did i ever let myself

why did i think coming completelty myself would this time

be enough

haha silly woman

why

did you not learn your lesson every other time

sniff sniff

im getting up now

why?

i dont know but i gotta go....

 

Author's Notes/Comments: 

thoughts im confused on wtf im even thinking writing this. i took this painful moment as an opportunity to literally write word for word what came to my min in this moment rather than pondering and taking my precious time to make a beautiful rhymed poem. i simply just did it raw. from my soul so let me know some real thoughts on this

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I am humbled.

Your poem is amazing and very fine. While reading, it off-and-on became a song in my mind; and my heartbeat even grew more passionate. Your poem demonstrates a mastery of imaginative nature and language. Your words flow like a river of pure roseblood. You've achieved such a perfect drama of conscious behavior. "i feel you. vibratios on the ground as you cross the floor" is pleasant and enchanting. Also, I would be happy to smoke with you. 


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