Every time I reach out for him
All I find is you.
I retract in confusion
And you end up getting hurt.
Every time I shed tears for him
I fall apart in your arms.
You only get so close to me
Before I realize who you're not.
And every time I want to punish him
You're the one paying the price.
You stand by helplessly
as our trust bleeds through the nose.
Every time I try to get over him
You're the one I'm pushing away -
And your love and your support
That I've come to depend on so much.
Every time I reach out for him
All I find is you.
I'm lying in your arms
But it's him I'm thinking of.
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:D
ReplyDelete:-)
ReplyDeleteDidn't intend for it to be a humorous poem. Did I go wrong somewhere?
ReplyDelete:-)Its not humorous, and you are not wrong anywhere, its so true that no one can digest and you expressed it all in just few lines...
ReplyDeletenice description of the confusion. feel bad for the "you" in the poem.
ReplyDeletethis one's my favourite. it just grows on you till you cant stop thinking of it.
ReplyDeleteI hope, you end up with the "you" in this Poem.
ReplyDelete- A friend