Aug 23, 2006 00:31
I’m trying to figure out why
You can’t understand that it’s
Over, why you wanted more
From me,
And what kind of more you wanted,
Since you insist you didn’t mean
That you thought I was fast and loose.
So you say I’m perfect and that
With me
You’ve experienced true
Happiness.
I think, but don’t say,
You’re confusing
Infatuation with love.
You tell me I’m the ‘most awesome girl’
You’ve ever met.
I tell you that you need
To meet more girls;
Bit by bit I’m
Bursting this bubble
You’ve built around us,
Pricking out the love
And plugging in the holes with reality.
In three days I will be gone and
Not thinking of you anymore.
You asked me to promise
That I will save time during my
Breaks from school for
You.
I nearly laughed in your face
And told you, No.
Whatever we had is over and
What we had is not
What you thought it was.
It was not love, it was not
Anything spectacular and earth-
Shattering,
It was merely
A summer fling.
Your youth shows
In the way you gazed at me,
In the way you gape at my
Words, as though
You couldn’t have ever imagined
This coming.
But you knew, you had
To have known.
And when I ask, you say yes,
You did know, but
You’d hoped it could have ended
Differently, but that’s not
My fault, that your hope
And your youth tried to
Displace the truth.
Dazed by carefree days
And kiss-filled nights, you believed
You’d found something special.
Time will pass, my friend,
And you will learn.
You will experience more
And you will look back
And realize:
This was merely a summer fling.
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