That way you hold me,
Drives me insane.
Like the soft comfort,
I’ve been needing,
For a long time.
A spark flies threw me,
With every beat of the heart.
My body craves,
For just a bit more,
Time.
You said you loved me.
I think it could be the same,
For me.
But as you sit here next to me,
All you’re really thinking about,
Is a good time in bed.
Those pick up lines don’t fool me.
But as I now recall,
That girlfriend by your side,
Loves you so much.
Then why is it,
That your hand is still in place,
Around my body?
Eyes trying to see,
Right into mine.
Why is it that,
Every time I shove you away,
You just come back for more?
I know why,
But do you?
Author notes
So yesterday the guy I liked practically had his hands all over me. I shoved him away because he has a girlfriend. And he just kept coming back. I was so pissed off. He knows I like him, but I am NOT that kind of girl. I just wanted to fucking punch him in the face!
I'm sorry about the rant.
Comments
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"But as you sit here nest to me,"
This is the only error I could see.
Nicely done though. The emotion is definitely there.
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guys are emotinoal, sensitive, contradictory pigs.
i understand this , right now im kinda feeling the same way ish.
really good poem though. vivid imagry, great word choice. very nicely done
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Some guys are pigs, hun, that's just life.
Other than that, nice poem
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