A Poem

A Poem

A Poem by Colette
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For the ones who will never read it anyway cuz they are too busy saying I love you to someone else

"

 


Who did u say “I love you” to

            yesterday?

When you didn’t call me.

When a day, or month, goes by

When you accuse me of being with others

            when I’m alone.

 

It makes my aloneness sting

            more.

 

Do you say it to get sex?

When one pushes you away

you dial another number and say

            the same thing.

Well, tell me...

Who did u say “I love you” to

            yesterday?

 

Because it wasn’t me.

 

As I ache

            feel sick

                        work

                                    like a man

No, harder, than most men.

As I do a metaphorical circus act

            to achieve creative

financing

            to pay for a roof

utilities

and not much else.

Who are you doing things for?

 

Because it’s not me.

 

Or, who is doing things for you?

Because I can’t.

            Or

Won’t.

 

What about the happy moments in life?

Who do you share those with?

 

Because it’s not me.

 

When I have something fun

            new

exciting

to do...

It’s not with you.

 

Because you’re not there.

 

These things I venture out

            alone

to do too.

When you have something fun

to do

            somewhere

exciting

to go

it’s not with me.

 

Hell

I can’t even get a $3 movie

from

            you.

 

And you tell me you’re not rich.

And I tell you Rich isn’t who I’m looking for.

But please

            tell me

Who did you say “I love you” to yesterday?

 

Because I died in my sleep

and you weren’t here.

© 2012 Colette


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I Do get busy, but I Love You lol? Hey, Coco, I would supersize your meal sweetie.

Awesomd poem. :)

~Ev

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Colette

11 Years Ago

omgosh u crack me up! yes! supersize me! heehee
Babe Roxx

11 Years Ago

LOL I would share McDonalds Fries with you anytime....best fries Ever...I know they put cocaine in t.. read more

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Colette
Colette

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