Cracked and torn by the words you spoke.
“ I know I'm a bad poet, but I'm a good man. All I ask is that... is that you try to see me”
I do see you - that's the problem! You're nothing to me, William. You're beneath me”
I couldn’t believe it, it felt as if my heart was ripped out and stepped on over and over again. All the walls in my world came crashing down with those few words she said. She up and left me sitting there. I could feel the tears start to make their way out. Cecily was my night and day, the air I breathed. She is what inspired my poetry, poetry I thought was beautiful, especially in this harsh world. Even mother thought it was beautiful. She was the only one who cared ‘bout me. The only one who loved me, mother was all I needed anymore. Just me and her. I would continue to take care of her and look after her. I don’t need those damn social parties anyways. None of them understand me.
I stood up grabbing hold of all my papers. I had to get out of this place and now. I had to make it back home to mother. Of course I won’t tell her everything that happened, it will break her heart to hear how they poked fun at my poetry. Mother was so excited ‘bout me going out tonight, ‘bout me talking to Cecily. Of course she would never try to actually see me, maybe I really was beneath her. But if only she would’ve given me the chance, I could’ve proven to her I was better then that. That I wasn’t beneath her. I was a good man a nice man at that. I didn’t believe in violence or wrong ways. I just wanted everyone to be happy and live in peace. What was so wrong with that, wouldn’t a woman of pure beauty rather enjoy a man full of beauty and not such harsh things.
I didn’t care anymore as I walked though the streets. I just pushed my way though everyone. I could feel the tears pouring down my face, nothing seemed to mater anymore. It felt as if there was a knife being stabbed into my stomach, deeper and deeper as every minute went by. I was so excited to see Cecily tonight. So excited to read to her my poetry to confess my love for her. I had high hopes which I suppose I shouldn’t have. But mother even gave me the will to not be ashamed of my feelings, to go for it.
Why me? I loved her why couldn’t she see that, why couldn’t she just give me a chance. I pushed my way though a few people, actually bumped into the one. “Watch it” I mumbled in a soft voice. Of course I wouldn’t have never said a thing like that, I would’ve normally said sorry or something but I didn’t care right now.
I made my way through a back alley and continued to head towards home.
I do see you - that's the problem! You're nothing to me, William. You're beneath me”
I couldn’t believe it, it felt as if my heart was ripped out and stepped on over and over again. All the walls in my world came crashing down with those few words she said. She up and left me sitting there. I could feel the tears start to make their way out. Cecily was my night and day, the air I breathed. She is what inspired my poetry, poetry I thought was beautiful, especially in this harsh world. Even mother thought it was beautiful. She was the only one who cared ‘bout me. The only one who loved me, mother was all I needed anymore. Just me and her. I would continue to take care of her and look after her. I don’t need those damn social parties anyways. None of them understand me.
I stood up grabbing hold of all my papers. I had to get out of this place and now. I had to make it back home to mother. Of course I won’t tell her everything that happened, it will break her heart to hear how they poked fun at my poetry. Mother was so excited ‘bout me going out tonight, ‘bout me talking to Cecily. Of course she would never try to actually see me, maybe I really was beneath her. But if only she would’ve given me the chance, I could’ve proven to her I was better then that. That I wasn’t beneath her. I was a good man a nice man at that. I didn’t believe in violence or wrong ways. I just wanted everyone to be happy and live in peace. What was so wrong with that, wouldn’t a woman of pure beauty rather enjoy a man full of beauty and not such harsh things.
I didn’t care anymore as I walked though the streets. I just pushed my way though everyone. I could feel the tears pouring down my face, nothing seemed to mater anymore. It felt as if there was a knife being stabbed into my stomach, deeper and deeper as every minute went by. I was so excited to see Cecily tonight. So excited to read to her my poetry to confess my love for her. I had high hopes which I suppose I shouldn’t have. But mother even gave me the will to not be ashamed of my feelings, to go for it.
Why me? I loved her why couldn’t she see that, why couldn’t she just give me a chance. I pushed my way though a few people, actually bumped into the one. “Watch it” I mumbled in a soft voice. Of course I wouldn’t have never said a thing like that, I would’ve normally said sorry or something but I didn’t care right now.
I made my way through a back alley and continued to head towards home.