I tripped into your space,
glanced at your face,
but it couldn't erase
the taste of your brother.
I wanted to be your lover,
although slightly hidden
it was forbidden,
didn't stop me
from being smitten by you.
Then, I saw you again,
you were with my friend.
Did you know that your smile
sends chills though my soul?
I know I'm out of control,
but you stole me,
then sold me
with whispers of love.
You know you're
not worth a dime,
but I wanted some time
to prove to you
my groove for you was real.
But fantasy challenged me
and I left you my number,
left to wonder if you'd ever call.
You dialed me up on the phone.
How'd you know I'd be alone,
and I needed
to feed on your loving?
How'd you know just what to say
to chase my sadness away?
Grab hold of my heart
after it was torn apart...
I think y'all talked about me
shared my history,
for he knew my pain
better than most.
But I paid the cost,
now here I stand lost,
further back than I was
when I first saw your face.
Author notes
Written June 12th, 2006
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thank you for commenting on "Changes". There is so much sadness in almost every line of this, that I hope it is merely a write for the sake of writing , rather than being an "autobiographical expression" of self,
reenie
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This tells a bitter tale. One I hate to admit that I recognize. In life we learn lessons. I am sure now you know better. Sometimes those things that look and feel good are the worst possible situations for us to get ourselves into. Even harder to get out of. This has depth and serious emotional edges. Very enthralling!
Think
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whew..... nice write..emotional ride--thank you for sharing
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