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Sham

"Sometimes...I wish I was a bird," he whispered staring up at the clouds.

Of course he'd already told me this before, but I didn't mind hearing it a million more times. He'd already explained how easy it would be, how great it would be to never really have feelings; other then mating to keep the genes going. "To never be in love would be simply amazing," he said. Tidal waves crashed inside of me everytime he said that, all I wanted was to be loved.

"Sometimes," I whispered, "I wish I could read minds."

My wish always made him flash me a tainted smile. One that tore me apart by letting me know he thought that my wish was simply childish. That he'd rather talk about himself then listen to what I keep inside, or as he put it "your foolish lingo."

I guess putting two and two together would tell you this; he didn't really love me. The obviousness of it was pure irony; after all not to see something so conventional was simply foolish. It was right in the lines he said, printed in his eyes; the so obvious truth. His wish was reality for him.

"Your wish is just something so obscured," I whispered, "to think I sat here and listened to it. Darling, your wish is your reality. It's true you don't love, you're just a sham."

Author notes

Sooo, not really that good, but oh well(:. I guess this poem just really means that sometimes I don't like feelings and that I want someone to love me /:. And, YES, I DO wish I could read minds XD. Anyhoo(: comment.

Move along,
Jocelyn.

I never said this wouldn't hurt.

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  • SorrowsSlave
    October 16

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    I Wish That Too

    Jocelyn,
    As always you have conveyed a wondrous image. Wait I have been using wondrous way too much lately... a memorizing image!

    You make it impossible to believe the conversation is not real. I would love to know more of the back-story on this. Your true success here is in the way you have turned an interesting story into a literary work.

    In this short-ish piece you have uncovered abstracts for: love, birds, the mind, irony (an abstract in itself, quite amazing you did this), emotion, obscurity, and much more.

    Loved it. Keep it up my friend!