Your movements are interrupting me
I just follow the seatplan,
but a friend of mine suddenly chose to sit on mine.
On the chair and table I always sit on,
to just do what needs to be done.
I looked right,
seeing him sitting there and the chair next to him being empty.
Is it going to be weird if I ask her if we could've swept seats?
Will I start it with a joke?
Or will I drop the truth?
I couldn't settle my mind,
it's processing slowly.
I didn't even look left if there next to my friend were chairs avaible.
So I just dropped my backpack under the table and sat next to him.
I didn't put my school equipment to the side because of him,
my heart wasn't beating anymore,
and I didn't feel the need to cry anymore.
I looked to the side sometimes when he wrote loudly on his i-pad,
but I felt nothing sitting there.
When he comes I push my chair aside,
take my bag which fell infront of him,
and answer with a nodd.
Because he wouldn't pick it up,
Because I still want to handle it respectful,
because I want to keep it short.
I skip your leg and don't wait for your response.
Copyright © Adna Demiri | Year Posted 2024
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