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Infatuation

August 14, 2012
By EbonyWebs SILVER, Toronto, Other
EbonyWebs SILVER, Toronto, Other
6 articles 4 photos 2 comments

Favorite Quote:
I want to be remembered as the girl who always smiled, the one who could brighten up your day, even if she couldn't brighten her own

I'm only me. That's all I can be. No more, no less, don't second guess. I love, I live, I laugh, I cry. I've wished sometimes that I could die. Some days I'm funny others I'm not, sometimes I'm in overdrive and I can't stop. You may not like me, but that's okay because this is me and how I'll stay.

"Not so in other people's definitions maybe, but you act the way you are, because that is who you are.
You are the only person who is you.
You are unique, and everybody has flaws, but these flaws make them perfect."

“Well, I found out early on that I either laugh or cry. Since crying isn’t all it’s cracked up to be, I try to make laughter my priority.”


Oceans. Remember our intrigue with the seashells?
The infatuation was perfect, the piano's melody.
Park. Our idiosyncrasies with the groove in the chains?
Our infatuation for rain, the battling storm.
Rehearsal. The mutual interests we discovered within the art?
Infatuation...we used to have it.
Window. Can you imagine the normal, but strange life?
Fading infatuation, as if it never happened.
Life that used to reflect yours, in it's own way.
The infatuation is a cracked stone heart.
Remember that? The infatuation is folded into itself.
Infatuation within itself.


The author's comments:
I saw this word somewhere...and it popped into my head. I meant to express the infatuation of two people, of each other, and what they liked. This poem also indicates how everything with the infatuation may seem perfect in the beginning, but slowly may begin to break down. Personally, this tells a story for me, as the writer. As the reader, I hope one would be able to interpret this poem in any way they wanted to.

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