A Tangle of Hurt and Happiness - A collection of poetry

Ice Cream

I saw this guy while I was getting ice cream.
He was working the counter.
I wish he would have said hi to me.


Because I'm not great at first moves.
And I can't seem to differentiate lies from truths.
Maybe I'm not ready to get over you.


I met this guy while I was getting ice cream.
I don't think I like him, not yet.
It will take a while for my heart to beat for anyone but you again.


Because I'm not great at going first.
And I can't seem to accept my own worth.
Sometimes, that really hurts.


I met this guy while I was getting ice cream.
I should have said hi, but I'm always quick to leave.
From this 10 year love, I can't seem to find a reprieve.


Because I'm not great at moving on.
And you've always been the only star for my songs.
Without you, my poems feel all wrong.


I met this guy while I was getting ice cream.
He had curly blonde hair and piercings.
But in comparison to you, his smile wasn't worth anything.


Because I'm not great at love.
And yet you're all I ever think of.
If this was my shot, I guess I'm no good at catching arrows from above.