Here is a little poem I wrote as a class assignment a few years ago. Even though it doesn't reflect how i felt at that time, but it does ring true to something I felt a few times before, as I am sure you have as well, at least once in your life. The topic was brought on by the notion of how what we hear (especially in relationships) differs from what was actually said to us. It works both ways. Since we all hear what we want anyways, good or bad, it often helps to clear things up. However, the poem talks about a different case of "saying what you mean", as in trying to interpret the things that are said during break ups in a way that tells us the damaging truth instead of a kind lie we were told. Girls are especially guilty of searching for a secret meaning behind every word the poor guy utters, we try to decode them and study them in hopes of figuring out how they really feel about us, when in fact what they say IS what they feel and what they mean, but that's a whole other post... So without further ado, ladies and gentlemen, here is my poetic creation:
“It’s not you, it’s me…”
He said “I’m not ready for anything serious”,
I heard “I’m not ready for anything serious with you”.
He said “My work schedule is ridiculous”,
I heard “I simply don’t want to make time for you”.
He said “I love you, but I am not in love with you anymore”,
I heard “You were just an easy past time, I outgrew”.
He said “A girl like you deserves so much more”,
I heard “I’m tired of trying, its time to let go”.
He said, he yelled, he whispered “sorry”,
I heard, I felt, I cried “don’t worry”.
He said “good bye” and walked away,
I heard “forget me” and drowned in pain.
He said the words that broke my heart,
I heard my soul strings slash apart.
He said every excuse he thought I had to hear,
But all I heard is what I feared:
“It’s not me - it’s YOU, my dear…”
Have you ever felt this way or been in a similar situation? Feel free to share :)
PS. Please do not steal and plagiarize my work, if you want to re-share the poem else where, please link back to my blog. It's not too hard for me to ran a scan on this poem, since I know that only 4 people have read it thus far. Be nice!
Friday, April 19, 2013
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2 comments:
Great poem! So well written.
Definitely felt like that at one point.
Pia
pjmscloset.blogspot.ca
Thanks Pia!
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