Naivety
I called him today…
The guy I like
but cannot have.
We spoke for three minutes…
The guy I want,
but cannot have.
He said nothing much
That made any sense.
Does any guy?!
He wants to hang up!
The guy I called,
but cannot have.
She was there…
The girl he loves,
and go home too at nights.
Maybe we’ll meet tomorrow…
he said.
We’ll have lunch!
The guy I sleep with and cannot have.
Maybe I whisper.
Maybe I’ll get a guy to love
and who comes home at night
I may be her one day.
Cooking and cleaning for the guy
I love and who comes home at night.
He’ll hold me and cradle me at nights,
kiss me, just for the sake of kissing.
Bring home dinner,
so I won’t have to hassle
to prepare any.
Forget everyone and everything.
And have only me in mind.
Maybe…
Maybe one day,
I’ll be that naïve.
Copyright © Merisha Beckles | Year Posted 2009
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