The Idea

Sometimes I can be
       so cynical 
    But isn't every teen? 
   I'm so confused
   I wanted you 
  But I fell in love
   with the idea 
   of what  you could mean
    A boyfriend 
    Someone to hold hands with
     A person that I could brag about
   A change of the status on my space account
   I fell in love with the idea of being in love
     For a moment the loneliness 
      Blurred my sense of worth 
      I thought being with you
      could heal all my past pain
      I wanted so much for us
      cause the idea never seized
      My friends were so happy
      when they realized that 
      I was no longer single
   Now double dates were possible
    and I didn't feel so minuscule
    Compared to my friends  
     who were all deeply falling
      I wanted to belong 
     It hurts being out the box
       It hurts being alone
      So I fell in love
       with the idea 
         of being with you
           and maybe 
         that's what ruined us 
       Maybe we were doomed
              from the start
Copyright © | Year Posted 2007

Poem

Post Comments

Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.

Please Login to post a comment

Be the first to comment on this poem. Encourage this poet.

Get a Premium Membership
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a Premium Membership.
Book: Diverse Voices: The Poetry of Human Rights and the Pursuit of Peace