Such sincerity springs from your lips
But I never feel it in my bones
Dried husks of fruitless conversations
And soured kisses of unhappiness
Eyes’ stinging with the salted slaps of
I think I want to see other people
Years searching in drawers for Band-Aids
To problems that are not my own
Each day I detach myself a little more
It hurt too much the first time
But I have to laugh, that’s
Some talent you have
Never really committing
And always keeping me on edge
So, you’re contemplating goodbye,
Wow, there’s a shock
You wanted to leave me the first
Day we met, but yet, you’re still here
And when I hear you say it again
I just feel empty and give a listless shrug
It’s becoming easier
To love you a little less
So the next time you’re considering farewell
You may be surprised to find
I’ve already left...
But I never feel it in my bones
Dried husks of fruitless conversations
And soured kisses of unhappiness
Eyes’ stinging with the salted slaps of
I think I want to see other people
Years searching in drawers for Band-Aids
To problems that are not my own
Each day I detach myself a little more
It hurt too much the first time
But I have to laugh, that’s
Some talent you have
Never really committing
And always keeping me on edge
So, you’re contemplating goodbye,
Wow, there’s a shock
You wanted to leave me the first
Day we met, but yet, you’re still here
And when I hear you say it again
I just feel empty and give a listless shrug
It’s becoming easier
To love you a little less
So the next time you’re considering farewell
You may be surprised to find
I’ve already left...
7 comments:
Wow. This is some powerful verse. So well put. If it's your story...get out before more than band aids are needed...
there r certain experiences which rr best felt when u hve gone thru them. separation is so painful.... but when certain emotions keep coming again n yet again one starts preparing... when one is detached completely from the mind... its all over.i loved the last line .... ive been there.
"And when I hear you say it again
I just feel empty and give a listless shrug
It’s becoming easier
To love you a little less
So the next time you’re considering farewell
You may be surprised to find
I’ve already left..."
oh i like this.. conjures up all kinds of memories.....
wow! good piece.
Oh yeah, lovin' this poem! I've learned to love you a little less
with each goodbye -- uh huh.
Well-written, a natural voice that
is easy to relate to - flows.
Ouch! So true... so true... People really take each other forgranted. Nice powerful piece!
Goodbye is a painful word, and your poem takes it a level higher; it lends anguish, anger, and eventual apathy to that once felt pain.
Nicely stringed!
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