I like to think that I practice independent thought. Like you do. You inspire me. It’s like you cause a chemical reaction. I can feel the heat, the stir in my body. You make me want to write. With your ideas of free thought and individualized self, you make me want to discover.
If I were to say that I miss you, would you say that you miss me too? Would you be lying through your teeth? Would you look at me with a strange almost-recognition? A recognition that falls short of everything we were. Everything we used to be. We used to be everything. *** Or […]
I could marry a boy like you So witty with your words Seeing in ways only you would People like you are of substance You feed my spirit My sustenance *** You have me off-balance, Addicted Gently delirious You get my genius But you’ve mislaid your focus For now, I’m relinquished *** Like a magnet, […]
Taking the passive aggressive road (; Don’t Need You Our second union bleak So I must escape My happy is fragile Easy to break * You urge and push Pick and sigh For greater good All a lie * And you wish for me To be like you There’s just one problem You’re untrue * […]
A complement to the poem last night:
He Loves Me You fill my thoughts; Therefore, you fill my notebooks A basketball star and manager Managed to steal my heart *** This acquisition Has me toying with Airy superstition Plucking petals And believing stems *** This past year has been magic I’ve never been more fit Core exercises A workout of the heart […]
Ashley Kirtman 