Saw myself in the rain puddle's reflection,
Couldn't see my smile, all I knew was the tension.
I looked up towards the vibrant sky,
Blinded by the neon New York City lights.
I felt deflated right outside Penn Station,
All alone in my problems,
And not a chance I could solve them.
I sat in my favorite coffee shop in Manhattan,
Lights flickering, rain still pouring,
And I saw your crystal blue eyes gaze towards a cappuccino mug,
I knew then and there, oh fuck, it's love.
I've been reading the chapters of you,
Every word, every syllable, every I, O, U.
I can see it in your eyes, you'f love this kinda guy,
But you just won't let yourself believe in mine.
Loosen the noose that you wrapped around your world,
Take off the cuffs and show me the real pearl,
The one who laughs with tears trickling down your cheeks,
When you laugh so hard that you grow weak.
Seasons are changing and lovers are laying,
Take off the mask and end this pretending.
I fell madly in love with you after six days,
Couldn't understand what I was feeling, I didn't even catch your name.
I was standing on the red steps smack dab in the middle of the Crossroads of the World,
And all I could feel was that damn four lettered word.
Tried to clear my mind, it was worth a try,
All I wanted was for you to fall for this kinda guy.
I left the city for Brooklyn in the dead of night,
I had to flee your thoughts, I took to the silent streets.
The Brooklyn Bridge was so eerie with no tourists posing upon it,
Then I realized, you probably didn't give a shit.
Why was I running from something I created in my head?
Why was I wasting precious moments that could be spent in my bed?
I turned around and darted for the East Side,
Until I saw your perfect face, you wanted this kinda guy.
It felt like we were the only two in New York,
You smiled at me so brightly, said you wanted to see if we could work.
I could feel my heart racing and the city awakening,
I gave you my number, even if I feared my heart breaking.
Like a movie, everything faded to black, except for you, you stayed in tact.
YOU ARE READING
Coming of Age
Poetry"Red fades into an intensity I once felt, Orange starts to appear, a magenta sunset. There's white and some silver shining on my skin, A wonderful twist of fate, a victorious win". A poetry collection all about growing up, change, happiness and l...
