You were three and I was five,
You wanted to play in the dirt,
And I was shy and embarrassed,
Now you’re somewhere on this Earth.
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You were older than me,
When I was crying and lost,
And you were kind tying my shoes,
Helping me at no cost.
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I was outside smoking,
And you stumbled into my life,
And for a brief moment,
I imagined myself with a wife.
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I was walking past,
And you caught me unaware,
“I love your shirt”,
I laid my smile bare.
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You were there that night,
As I began a friendly chat,
And I retreated as others came,
Alone that night I sat.
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You talked to me,
Told me I had beautiful eyes,
But mine were for another,
I was one of those stupid guys.
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I kissed you goodbye,
Asking one more time,
“Did I do something wrong”;
You were the victim of a crime.
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You filmed me,
Being a bad actor,
But you never cared,
It was never a factor.
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I think about you,
And all the “You” you’ve been,
Because you are every woman,
I’ve ever met or seen.
#HI
About the Creator
Conor Matthews
Writer. Opinions are my own. https://ko-fi.com/conormatthews
Comments (1)
I guess we all have someone like that in our lives. Loved your poem!