DayDreams (standard:poetry, 359 words)
Author: Nathan Scot Taylor	Added: Sep 27 2005	Views/Reads: 3523/2293	Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
Trying to work through something.

DAYDREAMS 

Hell, Maybe this will work 

I keep trying to figure it out. 

I keep trying to work out the answer. 

I keep trying to outhink this. 

It never really works. 

I know the truth. 

I know how you feel about him. 

I know your in love with him. 

but Somewhere deeper. 

Somewhere I don't let others see 

Somewhere I try to stay away from. 

I still dream about you. 

I know you never felt it. 

I know you never vaugely felt it. 

That just, sort of, makes it worse. 

It's almost funny, if it wasn't pathetic. 

I have serious problem with accepting reality. 

You weren't my one. 

That's what it breaks down to. 

You weren't my one. 

So why can't my heart listen. 

I'm screwed up, I don't work right. 

Hell, I'm probably just hiding behind the memory of you. 

I know what's real. 

I pride myself on it. 

And we weren't. 

That wasn't it. 

But I keep thinking about you. 

I have daydreams about holding you. 

I have daydreams where I think about nothing but holding you while we
watch TV. 

I am sick of hiding. 

I am sick of being scared. 

I am sick to death of feeling like this. 

And there's no damned good reason for me to keep doing it. 

But I still do. 

The truth is, if we had almost happened, I would've figured out some
reason to keep hiding. 


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