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Ambush, Escapade, Desolation (With No Girl Would I Rather Be)
Time passes by
If this is supposed to help heal my wounds,
it’s failing.
Three weeks now
Was it?
Three weeks or so.
She broke up with me
And then you moved.
She upped and left me
So did you.
What’s worse?
The pain of her absence
Or the fact that yours hurts me less?
You’re my father
What a bother
That we should be closer, and
Get together more.
Charlotte, North Carolina
600 miles away
I’m here in Fowlerville, Michigan.
Fowlerville, Michigan,
One and a half miles away
She’s stuck with me, here to stay
Stuck by me
To trouble me so
With heartache, longing
Crap to my soul.
One and a half miles away
Her heart is still right by mine
Even as she pulls away
I feel this love, still; deep, divine.
Why does she pull?
Why does she pull away?
What is best for us both?
I still yet disagree
That a break-up is what’s best
For her
And me.
What is best for me?
Moving on is more troublesome
Then if I were to just let me be;
Then if I were to just linger,
Melancholy
Your moving should be making this harder.
Barely, Father.
Still, I am drained only by the absence of her touch.
Her hand in mine…
Her lips on mine…
Her willing loving heart, loving so divine
Necessary To me,
Is her breath
Breathing in mine as I breathe in hers, too,
Faces close
Lovers closer
Closer than the beautiful petals to their stem
The stem to his leaves
Or its roots.
“She is essential to my being,”
My happiness is aware
And he also knows that he would not exist
If she were never there.
If she leaves, forever,
Permanently
I’m alone in this world.
Desolate.
Where is she?
What of when she said I was all that could make her happy?
What about when she told me that the thought of life without me
Just made her sick?
What about those times when I felt that she was neglecting me
Only to learn that that thought was pissing her off
Because, in all truth,
She was actually only trying to get me
To follow her off?
Somewhere in some other land
Our brains would always be.
Lovers,
In a great, fun adventure,
With no girl would I rather be.
With no girl would I rather be.
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hahaha well then,
when you do admit it to yourself i think you should tell me =)
why? I have no idea,it just sounded like the right thing to say XD
haha well... that could be easily argued ;)
it takes excelling wisdom and maturity to admit that one is unwise and immature.
haha well... that could be easily argued ;)
it takes excelling wisdom and maturity to admit that one is unwise and immature.
=)
your welcome.haha yes they can be =)
well God works in weird ways,haha and I bet your probally wayy wiser then I am =) which is always better =D
tysm!!
it means a lot to me that it hooked you in in spite of its length, especially since i myself understand how many of them can tend to be... well, a little boring, and tedious.
yes, i agree with you that i wouldn't be the same person today. a lot of crap has happened to me in my life, especially regarding this ENTIRE situation, but i have learned and am now.. wiser. and happier! :)I like it! I dont usally read long poem like this one but it just drew me in,Im sorry you had to go through that but then again you probally wouldnt be the same person you are today,would you? I dont know.hahah off topic!
anyways amazing poem =)
Ha! it's funny to read this now because NOW i am happier with another girl! and the original girl who i wrote about in this poem, i am now happy to say, is COMPLETELY out of my life!!!
hahaha.. oh boy...
My (ex) girlfriend broke up with me almost a month ago. It's still hard; it still doesn't make sense to me. But whatevs.
No.. not whatevs. I can't say that. It means too much to me still.
We're still friends, and all, but.. And I.. Whatever.
Anyway, this poem is kind of unique because it's actually written to my father in grievance of our distance from each other but my apparent mental preoccupation takes over the majority of the poem. The fact that I appear to be trying to write a poem to my dad (which I was) makes the girlfriend part all the stronger.
As for her.. I am not yet certain if this is something I would like for her to read or to not to. Give it all time, I suppose. Give it all time.
I've decided to just post it on TeenInk and if she happens to fall across it, so be it; in that case? Then it was meant to happen.
I'd also like to thank TeenInk for putting one of my articles on the front of the website. It was a huge boost to my self-esteem as an author.