Her
Everything is about her
all the topics of our conversations
all your time, not devoted to your career
and you say, all your thoughts
when not one me
Karma you called it
but what did i ever do?
i only said what you couldn't say
my words draw you closer to her
and farther from me
Do you really love her?
if you did then you wouldn't
tell me how you love my smile
when we are both pretending no to notice
don't touch me face so gently like you do
Oh, whatever you do
don't, kiss me that way again
like the way you wipe my tears
before they even come
please, don't let me see the words i don't hear
All that time i pushed it back
the way i pushed you away
how one night can open my mind
like waking from a rest
three years long
How is it the words came from my mouth
but not from your mouth nor heart
so be with her
"love" her
and i'll pretend
still wanting to be "her"
-November 11, 2011
Copyright © Brooke Story | Year Posted 2011
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