|walk by me (standard:poetry, 317 words)|
|Author: gema||Added: Jun 25 2006||Views/Reads: 1549/0||Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)|
|not giving love a chance.|
There is space where you walked out and left this room empty and there is space in my life that is waiting to be filled. I don't know if this was meant to be but I don't give a damn about destiny; this is just between you and me and which of us is running faster uphill. But I do know I never asked for this and I'm willing to bet that neither did you and I'm not sure I want this but I can assure you that if this was coming I never knew. I look at you, into you, through you and I walk by you with disdain on my face meant for the world that made me this way but you probably think it's just that sort of day, or worse yet, you think it's meant for you And so you walk nonchalantly in the other direction and I don't turn my head out of hope that you do. You're turning my mind traitor to me; I'm wanting the opposite of what I need -- thoughts I shouldn't think, things I shouldn't do -- I ought to make these rules, but I am posessed by you. I'm chasing my heart being dangled before me but I can't feel my feet connect with the ground, and it's getting harder to believe that this is what they say makes the world go round. And in your smile when I pass you again I see such faith in my good intentions that each stolen word and kiss I imagine might as well come from Judas as from me. For if I gave in to this betrayal, never again would your smile be for free; so I'm trying to make myself turn in the other direction and simply let things be. But it just doesn't seem to be working because everything else disappears when you walk by me. Tweet
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