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I fell In Love on a Bus The First Time

by Amy Wustrin

I 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 © 2024 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 Creemer 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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