I wake up before you
The marmalade sunrise fills up the room,
I realized the hotel blinds were red, not maroon
You're still wrapped up in the same colored sheets,
but you'll be awake soon,
I noticed you look so comfortable engrossed in your dreams,
You look so vulnerable, but not weak,
I get out out of bed,
To write the words filling my head,
Before they have time to spread,
Cause you see, I've left some things unsaid,
It's the new feelings I've come to dread, I couldn't love you,
I'm much too young,
You reminded me you're so wise, and I'm still high strung,
I've tried to act like I was numb,
I never felt I was good enough,
But we've both seen those times that were tough,
We must be the same, because this is where we both ended up
Just you and I, in room 21
YOU ARE READING
"In my Memories" Poetry for (#WATTY'S 2019)
PoetryMy Poetry I'm submitting for the poetry award in the 2019 Watty awards. This is all deeply personal to me, and I'm taking a step out of my comfort zone to share this with you. I hope you can connect to it, Come read my memories.
