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crestfallen
by Lauren Singeri am a slovenly voyeur,
watching you admire someone else.
this pain, unfamiliar in its present form.
you didn't always do this to me.
i understand why you should look at her like that.
she really is lovely.
i hate that about her.
about you for noticing.
and God aren't i predictable?
everyone here loves you.
mostly,
i resent you.
i think about you touching her,
wrapping your arms around her
in bed, and i'd be lying if i didn't say
that hurt. it really does.
because i remember it so vividly.
there is nothing poetic about honesty,
it's just true.
there's no other way to say
that i wish you'd stop destroying me.
03/10/2008 Posted on 03/10/2008
Copyright © 2024 Lauren Singer
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Elizabeth Seago on 03/12/08 at 09:57 PM Yet another classic masterpiece. I really enjoyed this. I'm not feeling this currently. Or perhaps I am, just a bit. But I know it's coming. I fear it and i loathe it, but it's inevitable. Oh, Lauren. Let's be friends. |
| Posted by Julie Adams on 03/13/08 at 09:22 PM there is flesh and bone in this piece, it touches all who read it, as does any unrequited love piece...the honesty of the narrator in this piece draws for us a reality so many can relate to...the first stanza is my favorite, but the heart drips throughout...thanks for sharing this one, peace, jewels |
| Posted by Alison McKenzie on 03/14/08 at 06:19 AM It may not be poetic, but to lay yourself raw like that, and share it, is a bravery I admire very much. I know the feeling you describe here is so common, but no one likes to expose it, and then to own it....just...Wow. |
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