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I fell In Love on a Bus The First Time
by Amy WustrinI will wait
for the swelling
to go down
Before I think
about what it might
be like
I know where it goes
when you try to think
with all kinds of feelings
overriding your logic
After the bus ride
hiding in my room
deciding I'll sleep on it
Things always look clearer
in the morning
after the clouds dissolve
and I can separate fact from fantasy
Why am I doing this to myself?
Again?
I know how the story ends
One final moment of truth
Reveals more than I ever wanted to know
Why leave the wound open
And hope you decide
to heal it instead of pour salt on it
When I could put a band-aid
over it myself?
Listen, I wish this time
it could be different
But we both know it probably won't be
So forget what i said
forget what i did
forget me
It won't be long
before I make myself
forget you
05/29/2004 Posted on 05/29/2004
Copyright © 2025 Amy Wustrin
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Barbara Griffith on 05/31/04 at 01:30 AM I liked the topic of this one... but the way it's spaced is distracting. |
| Posted by Shonda Chrissonberry on 10/03/04 at 08:34 PM Hello Amy. This reminded me of one of mine I have yet to post here. It is called Wal-Mart Love. Seems I never forgot him though. :( |
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