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paraboxer
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since 2002-11-10

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Maryland, USA

0 posted 2004-05-22 12:59 PM

AN: A Phil Collins song and a woman I've loved unrequited since my freshman year of college (December of 2002) inspired this bit of poetry.

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In the Morning

You're leaving in the morning light.
Leaving on the early flight.
Soon to be joined at home by your man.
Sometimes its more than I can stand.

I saw you two earlier this week.
At a campus party, my heart sprung a leak.
The pair of you, sharing gestures of affection.
In the festive air, I felt only loss and dejection.

I left so I'd not make a scene.
Even though to me you've done nothing mean.
I've never told you how I've felt.
You alone, can make my heart melt.

Your friendship has meant so much to me.
Over the years its saved and set me free.
From mistrust and disdain for my peers.
That hellish high school's built over the years.

When not near you I am quite erudite.
But close to you my mind feels ne'er so bright.
I wish that this spring would find you in my arms.
But alas, I see not for me are your charms.

Most days I'm fine, content to remain alone.
Then occassionally agony cutting to the bone.
You and he will have a whole summer together.
And my lonely state, alone I must weather.

I ask not for love, or even to remain a friend.
Entirely up to you. Either way I'd best mend.
My damaged insides, my shattered dreams.
Be cold. Be warm and caring. Two extremes.

I only ask just don't run hot and cold.
I'll remain forever the wolf in the fold.
But do not lead me on, string me along.
That would only create a wrong.

My silence in this matter is taking me apart.
As I watch you and he happily depart.
While the balmy spring leaves me alone.
As my insides harden and turn to stone.

I must seek my solace by the seaside.
To rebuild my heart and my shattered pride.
In a week I return to my home state.
For semester break, and begin a clean slate.

The ocean shore, for me a place of healing.
For many an unexpressed and withered feeling.
As I will stand by in the night-tide.
Hopefully by God my grief will be spied.

I imagine you leaving yesterday on an early flight.
As I walk alone in the pale moonlight.
You and your love together, at your home state.
Sand between my toes, remembering my lonely fate.

[This message has been edited by paraboxer (05-23-2004 07:46 AM).]