My Daily Apparition
In the flesh, you're the girl
I once knew: a phantom before my eyes,
independently beautiful.
No matter how hard I try
I can't catch your interest-
I blew it, I'm through.
You're the apparition
I cannot shake from my mind.
Why do I still care?
My days of loving you are over-
I blew it, I'm through
and now completely denied.
I long for any contact: a hello, smile, or even a glare.
Give me a sign.
Another piece of me dies
each time you act as if I don't exist:
nothing but a blank stare.
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Everonfire
First off, I enjoyed your poem!
At the moment, I am to someone the way that girl is to you. The simple thing is that he is a nice guy, but that I'm not interested in him, am bored by the things he says and don't wish to try to tell him why I don't want to talk to him.... How am I, is she-this girl, supposed to communicate this without risking hurting you more?
thanks
and I again, I thank for the poem and sharing your feelings
andreasthered
That makes a lot of sense- and definetely a possibility for me. It's just a complicated situation- and unnerving for both people, you know? Especially when each person is at a different stage in the whole break-up process.
The person I'm writing this about (and you) don't need to explain yourself to anyone. Remember that.
The fact that I still care means that I lost someone important enough to be pained over. She's my ghost (as you are to him), and I see this radiant apparition every day...I never knew what I had until it was gone.
But I wish her the best, and genuinely hope that she has a happy life. She's a great person- and I'm sure you are too- so keep shining and being you!
Thanks for taking the time to comment/ share your experiences, it really means a lot:)