Comfortable

I remember the day I first saw you. 

I remember the night when we first met. 

You asked my name and I didn't say. 

I hadn't realized yet. 

I remember the day after we first met. 

You sat beside me, 

asked how I was,

and I smiled then I turned my head. 

 I wasn't comfortable yet.

I could feel something coming from you. 

You were trying so hard

to get through. 

But the small things

are what scare me the most,

so I turned my head 

when you got close. 

I remember each day after we met. 

Our interactions grew as you grew onto me,

but I still wasn't comfortable yet. 

Then you were gone. 

After the wonderful things you said,

I didn't try hard enough, 

so you left. 

You moved on,

because I wasn't comfortable yet.

I liked you,

more than I would show. 

But I didn't know that you would go.

I wasn't comfortable yet.

But someone else was. 

Author's Note

Kind of bad but hey----------idc

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

When we don't pay attention. We can be forgotten. Nice use of words and thoughts in the poetry. You made the reader understand the payment of silent. Thank you my friend for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote

[John the Baptist]

Might have beens are useless unless we learn from them. A lot of feeling in this one. Well done.

[Relic]

No, it's not bad D.T. Sometimes people go a separate way and we regret we weren't what we wish we could have been. Life happens that way. I know, I've been there. Nice writing. :)