Maybe I will tell you all about it
When I'm in the mood
To lose my way with words.
Tell you about the way
I think about you
Dream about you, even.
Maybe when things
Are going better than this,
When we're not constantly
At one another's throats.
I could shed some light
On this love affair,
That has turned to hate.
I feel like a prisoner
Locked into silence,
Because it would be wrong
For me to say how I feel,
When you obviously don't feel the same.
What happened to us?
The days have gone so quickly,
From love at first sight,
To me laying on the floor
Of my closet
Just to smell your scent
On the clothes you left behind.
I have random bouts
When my fingers dial your number,
But I hang up every time,
Afraid to say what I've always felt,
Afraid to let you back in again.
Maybe I will tell you all about it
When I'm in the mood
To lose my way with words.
When I have you in my grip again,
When we are in love again.
When I can be near you again.
Yeah, maybe then I'll be in the mood.
Author notes
Maybe I will tell you all about it when I'm in the mood to lose my way with words.
Song: 3x5 - John Mayer.
Kinda sad you left out my fave song by him...Split Screen Sadness. But I love John Mayer. Cool contest.
JOHN'S A MUCH BETTER POET THAN ME, PLEASE FORGIVE ME. LOL.
A contest entry
- They're bold as love. by SilverSea.
1000 points, ended March 1, 11 entries
Gold trophy winner
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you are brilliant. you sit words to really with such an easy hand. you are very skilled at reality and you do so well in your delivery. i am awed. you are a poet.
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congrats on the gold. great poem and saddening song you have penned here. One we can relate to. Thank you for sharing with us! Love,
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Oh, I'm sorry! But you know, had to make it an even number of songs with the band (which only has one album). This was great though! Definitely up to John's level.
I love the honesty. The fact that you used the line, and used it again. Favorite parts: laying on the floor of the closet to smell him, and the random bouts when your fingers dial his number.
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Remembering...
as I read this lovely melancholy piece
reflections of how it felt to lose
a past lover entered my mind.
I think you did a wonderful job
of expressing some real raw emotions.
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true and very touching, honest and open, simple and from the heart amazing forever from you
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