Casually posting poems because i deal with my feels like a middle schooler sometimes

[pinkpanther20]

This is not a love poem

It’s not even a “like” poem

Or a ‘I think you’re kinda cute” poem

that will be read en masse

in english class and written in teenage-girl binders

used by a pockmarked and shaking 16 year old tossing rocks at your window

because that is not how it works.

This is a “real life” poem

a “fuck buddies in the dead of night” poem

Or a “leave before he wakes up” poem

there is no swelling rhythm building

to a rock star, love story end,

sorry, but not really,

Because this is not indie rock songs

or love notes and roses

and sweet kisses in the dead of night to keep each other warm because

this is a “nights can be cold” poem

a “I can’t be that guy for you” poem

or a “Oh, it’s not you…” poem.

There will be no joyful reunion

because ladies, The Notebook is a movie

Ryan Gosling had a script

and real life is improv and

this is a “we met in a club” poem

a “let’s still be friends” poem

or a “she was drunk and he was vulnerable” poem.

It’s a “baby, don’t be mad, but…” poem

a “we need to talk” poem

or a “anything but love” poem

because love poems and fairy stories

are what paved the road for the car crash that led me to writing

this is a “bitter as hell” poem

a “but…but, I thought…” poem

it’s a “why did you hurt me?” poem

a “angry and jaded” poem

or a “I just can’t face getting hurt again ‘cause it might break me” poem.

Now don’t be misled by what you read

I don’t need saving from this

no magic man to renew my faith in love

because like I said

ladies, The Notebook is a movie and

this is not a love poem.

this is a “real life” poem.