You were water that
Drifted through rocks
Rained down from mountains
And felt like waves
I never meant to drown in you
It was foolish to think I wouldn't
You were perfect
With your curly hair and
Toothy smile
Your innocent jokes
And music taste
Your poetry...
Oh your poetry
The perfect combination
Of intensity and fluidity
I loved you
A thousand times
But I could never say it
I could not bare the thought
Of losing you
After just getting a hold of you
Until your opinion seemed
To matter more than mine
Until your innocent jokes
Tasted like bitter wine
After I had laughed at them
Until my body positivity
offended you as a man
Until a quick fuck mattered
More to you than spending time
With me as a friend
Until it was clear that
You only paid mind to me
Cause I was:
"cultured unlike my peers"
Until I faced all my fears
The fears I had ignored,
all dipped in the gold
I thought you were
My peers?
They knew you better than me
They dissected your every word
They saw the things I couldn't see
"Trash!"
Was their diagnosis
All my fears were confirmed
And I was seeing anger,
betrayal,
a vicious fire inside of me
and all this...
was in your favourite colour
YOU ARE READING
Darkie Fiction
RandomI wrote these a while ago in my teenagehood. I thought why not do some self introspection through the many people I've loved or...thought I loved and also share a few poems. These are about real people, real experiences and my everyday thoughts. Enj...
