Wow. I'm at it again. So what do you do when you're not really "into" someone but out of usefulness of the person you deal? I believe there are some out there in this position where 16 words doesn't fit the picture. When the passion leaves or was never there and the rest of time is spent coping. What do you say to those people who want to run and do it constantly into a wall? How hard do you hold onto someone when even with a loose grip, they wouldn't go anyway? Did love leave or was it just a need to have someone rather than no one at all?
It Wasn't Exactly Love
...when I called and said you got me
we tapped around expressing ourselves
slowly measuring with broken rulers
if this could be
i could deal with you
pretend the dinners meant something
while my stomach turned at the thought
of you touching me later
we jumped the broom & used it
to clean up too many
nights of sleeping apart
forgetful to what it truly takes to
make it work
we got use to each other
we talked when arguing
put make up sex
on the mantle
that energy passed through us
& we thought it was love
i didn't say for better
because there was never going to be
we shared a space
fooled the world
& had our own personal hell
was this all to offer
we had nothing left
filled our lives with schedules &
to do lists
everything needed to be planned
sex on Wed worked for us
more time was spent making up
the we lost each other
we were just too different
short answers needed but only
mulitple choice existed
2 answers didn't apply &
left us with A or B
we just quit and never answered the question
irreconcilable differences
there wasn't a union
we just had no place else to go
(to be continued)
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I really like this poem Nikki. Its well written and Im sure alot of people will be able to relate. Keep doing ya thing girl!!!
This is expresses well the loneliness of an insufficient love.
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