"a.D.D."
These are just some random thoughts
that I guess I still have
of you, of us, of me, of we.
How you use to call me
out of the blue saying,
you just needed your daily fix
of me.
What happened to the times when
we just couldn't get enough of each other
and being apart only justified
how much we longed to be together?
"If you had a choice between
beauty or brains,
what would you choose?"
'I hate hypothetical questions.
Why can't I have both?'
I always wanted to be pretty
and I studied trying to be smart.
"How come you never call me?"
'Why does it matter,who calls whom
as long as we talk?
'You can call me whenever you want,
because I always want to talk to you.'
Remembering times we would
be on the phone without talking,
just content to hear the other breathe.
It use to compensate for us being apart
yet it never did satisfy our loneliness.
Until we just got tired of hurting
and saying the words "I miss you."
Because
if you stop saying it, then maybe
you would stop feeling it and then maybe
it wouldn't hurt so much anymore.
How can one person's view of beauty
be another person's view of disgust?
Does the eye of the beholder differ that immensely,
that your own beliefs, you no longer trust?
I guess I knew it was over when you would be sitting
right next to me and I still felt all alone,
neither of us knowing what to say.
I hate words at times,
and the fact we need to speak
to communicate.
These are just some random thoughts
that I guess I still have
of you, of us, of me, of we....
Copyright © . Dabomb™ | Year Posted 2010
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