[daydreams of exaggerated feelings]
i knew
i knew her
for thirty seconds
maybe less
and then
i didnt know her
a request
accepted
and then
fuck
i liked her
she reminded me of
warm colors
and dark lipsticks
and sometimes
a certain
pale shade of blue
but i was not
interested
in any of those things
just attracted
to her
because i was
overly poetic
and overly perspective
blue colors
and this orange
this dark pinkish orange
and high contrasts
and
she was
that
that
that
that
that
that
divide
over the sky and mountains
or the city
when the sun was setting
where the sky was one color
and that dip was another
the way it glowed so brightly
and i knew
i knew that she
was wrong for me.
-an instagram request and a fleeting infatuation
YOU ARE READING
to the girl i once loved dearly & after her.
Poetrya collection of poems about a girl i once loved, and all the daydreams and hurt and love that came after her. table of contents: -opening poem a brief start i thought after her part one unintentional manipulation after her part two interlude i think...
