Poems

chose too soon

Doesn't he know I love him so?

Does he not love back.

Is communication the talent we lack.

He's everything to me.

But what exactly are we?

I fight for his attention.

And most times I lose.

I'm as childish as they come.

But its a battle I fight for him I haven't yet won.

And he's so distracted with life its self.

He doesnt realize we're but figurines on a shelf.

At any given moment we could lose one another.

But maybe it was infatuation that started it all.

And while he was mesmerized I began to fall.

Maybe he holds on to what he thinks is real.

Maybe my heart to him isn't that great a deal.

He once gave me every thing I wanted.

He once gave me all I needed.

But then he began to slip away.

And I've tried my hardest to bring him back my way.

He seems to cherish friends more than anything else.

So I ask myself...why I chose to be something else.

I couldve had him all if only I didn't want him more.

I couldve been loved and adored.

But because I was afraid it wouldn't be forever.

I made a choice to try and tried to bring us together.

As I succeeded I began to see I failed.

Because what he has now for me.

Is no longer what I need.

I admit I'm filled with filthy greed.

But I love him and my heart got hungry.

And now there's no going back.

I can either stick it out and what we lack.

Or lose him forever.

And regret it forever.

Because I chose too soon.

And I loved too hard.

I wish when I met him my heart stayed in bars.

To keep him out.

Maybe then...we wouldnt be battling this drought.