Distance Makes the Heart Grow Fonder
When you’re close,
you scare me.
Don’t ask me why.
But when you’re away
I miss-
no,
not miss.
Think of you fondly,
with a rose-tinted lens,
remembering only the affectionate memories.
But when you’re near,
you frighten me.
Don’t ask me why.
You wouldn’t remember,
even if I told you.
(But I do,
they’re in the nightly nightmares
that you haunt daily)
So don’t ask me why.
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ClaudiaP
Is it weird your poems make my eyes sting with beings of tears? /This is really good btw
CH
No, I don't think it's weird. In fact, I'm honored that you're so moved by my words, as it is the reaction I wished to illicit.
Thank you for enjoying my poetry!
ClaudiaP
Hi, I have a question can I use your poem in an article I'm doing for my school newspaper? I'll give you all the credit for your work but I just wanted to know if you mind me adding it to my article?