Member Rara Avis
Hey, no need to feel sad! This poem came out of me as is, unedited, into my tape recorder (hence the "freestyle") after I finished reading an older collection of poetry about the same breakup (actually, the only breakup I've had yet -- I'm sllllooooow when it comes to finding somebody ). We talked a little today, seeing as we're friends, but I suddenly remembered all those paper hearts I made for her, then, after the breakup, I threw them all in the trash. This was when I still lived in New Hampshire and she in California, so it was actually a phone breakup -- wow, that's spineless! But whatever. The way I figure it, if the experience got me to write so much good poetry, it's not a total loss.
Don't worry about; I survived. My problem is I'm only 23 now, and I'm assuming I have feelings and emotions that are way too advanced for my age. Aside from a few girls my age I've met (who have boyfriends, d'oh!), many of them want to party, party, party or do anything but settle down. So I'm just gonna bide my time. Sounds like a plan for now, anyway.
Thanks for the praise. Actually, blatantly emotional lines like that only come out when I'm speaking directly into my tape recorder. When I'm writing things down, there's sentiment sometimes, sure, but it's more veiled. For whatever reason.