you don't have to say you're sorry

you don't have to say you're sorry

A Poem by highonwords

i don't remember if i had been a good girl or boy,
when i met you, i thought happy, i felt happy,
so i said hello with a diamond in the rough smile,
the kind that hammers the mouth to a painful grin,
before it opens the face to what it's about to see,
there was good pinned like a brooch on you,
i was attracted to what i saw and how what i saw
made me feel, and then this morning, im scared s**t
because i dont know if i could give you up,
if i dont give up what used to mean a lot to me,
if you would mean a lot to me in the end,
after i've given up on everything, i haven't
exactly felt empty or lonely in a long time,
i still didn't, when you came, i just felt deeper,
more rooted to the ground, i want to live more,
i've given up on stars and all that romantic crap,
i like the long view, i dont like what's beyond,
if it's only beautiful and lemongrass to the soup
they are cooking me in; but right now i like
the butter and the side-dish i'm going out with
for the big dogs to eat, and i'm not blinking
or running away from what i can see and feel...

© 2017 highonwords

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I'm sort of confused about this one. It's puzzling how someone can't remember if they are a girl or boy or good or not. And that just leads to further the confusion through the remainder of the read for me. I feel to give a proper review I'd first have to understand what I was reading and although I've never considered myself obtuse, this somehow lost me in the translation.

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