"silly Heart of Mine"

There must be something wrong 
with this silly heart of mine.
I think of you constantly 
with no stop in sight.
Even though I know 
we could never possibly be.

I just can’t help but wonder why,
because at one time 
you were deeply into me?
Why is it that love always seems 
to be one sided.
Not that, that’s love, 
that’s called being blinded.

Or it’s just infatuation 
or maybe an obsession.
To be obsessed is almost like 
being possessed
with the spirit of you 
haunting me thorough.

So wrapped up in thoughts of you 
so immensely intense.
My heart seems to race 
every time you’re near.

Trying to get you out of my head,
Sometime I wish 
I suffered a memory lapse.
Just so, I can forget 
we have ever met.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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Anderson Avatar
February 24, 2010 at 1:09 PM
We have all be here one time or another, da Bomb! Thanks for your comments on my writes. Appreciate it. ...Jimmy
Beaufort Avatar
February 21, 2010 at 7:58 AM
Hey, we've all been there. The chemistry of attraction is very painful when it doesn't work out. Especially painful for obsessive individuals like me. Did I tell you about someone I liked who has become a TV celebrity? Try getting that person out of your mind--just when it's all done--kapow. Life is funny that way. Life looks so great across the road; but in truth we ultimately make our own way. I wish you the best on your journey and thank you for your comment. You are very very good.
Sohn Avatar
February 21, 2010 at 1:37 AM
The one sided-ness should be enjoyed. Feel alive that you can love that much. Please read my poems; Just came across my high school poems from several years ago and intend on posting them for input.
Palli Avatar
February 21, 2010 at 1:20 AM
This happens so often
A  Avatar
February 21, 2010 at 1:18 AM
THAT IS DA BOMB. I REALLY MEAN IT, IN MY WHOLE LIFE I WAS OBSESSED JUST ONCE. OVER A GUY WHO WAS MARRIED. HARD TO TAKE HIM OUT OF MY SYSTEM. I HAD TO BLOCK HIM OUT OF MY MEMORY.HIS WIFE MOVED HIM FAR AWAY....ANYWAYS I LOVE THE ENDING OF YOUR POEMMMM!!I DIG IT . SOMEONES REAL LIFE.....IRMA
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