Monday

Monday

A Poem by ayejodie

And I see you with her,
Having coffee and fussing over where to sit.
Your smile connects with your eyes,
Laughing with her, as if it wasn't Monday morning.
I've never seen you smile like that. 
I curse myself because I can't be her.
You don't see me, but I am unable to look away.
After three years, I still feel the ripping sensation.
The stitches in my heart begin to loosen.
We never got coffee.
...we never went on dates.

But I was happy,
Lying in bed with you, unaware of time.
Looking out a frosted window to see if it was day or night.
I blink back to the present,
My name being called off a cup.
Accidentally, I take glance again,
pretty sure you just noticed me..

When it was too late.

[ayejodie]

© 2014 ayejodie


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This is fantastic, I am a sucker for sappy coffee shop poems. I love the line "I blink back to the present" it really incapsulated the imagery of coming out of a deep stare, or almost a day dream. Great poem, really enjoyed it!

Posted 9 Years Ago


Very rich detailed imagery here. Everything worked well.
My favorite line
"The stitches in my heart began to loosen"

Posted 9 Years Ago


ayejodie

9 Years Ago

glad you liked the poem and thank you so much for your lovely review! :)
The writing is so honest and the way it's written is enjoyable to read it. Great job!

Posted 9 Years Ago


ayejodie

9 Years Ago

aw thank you very much! glad you enjoyed it, thank you :)
I very much enjoyed it and the tone was wonderful and so honest. What a great writer to be so young! The poem it so straight forward and interesting I could not stop reading, it flowed so well and I could vividly see all the characters and felt the sadness too; and loved the ending also. Thank you.

Posted 9 Years Ago


ayejodie

9 Years Ago

Thanks you so much for such an amazing review. It made my day :) glad you enjoyed it! Thanks again!
Confuser

9 Years Ago

It is so true. Thank you again.
nice write. i hate that moment. people change so goddamn much when we aren't observing them.

Posted 9 Years Ago


ayejodie

9 Years Ago

Thanks so much for the review! 😊😊

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Added on December 23, 2014
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Tags: poetry, poem, poet, spoken word, soft, love, hate, relationship, couple, coffee, broken heart, broken, hurt, sadness, unrequited love, modern, monday, pain, tragic, love story, love poem, happiness

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ayejodie
ayejodie

Ireland



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