This poem is a bit different for me. This was written as two different poems, or at least the start of them. I wrote part 1-3-5 first, about a week ago and was going to post it but had other things I wanted to write. Then I wrote parts 2 and 4 and after looking at them, it clicked in my head that maybe it could go with that last poem. So I slide the parts in and...
328. The river starts at you
3-22-2015
By Jonathan
The game of love is so confusing, I can’t figure it out
Just when I thought I did, the rules were changed about
I’m sitting at my desk, trying to figure out how it all goes
I end up playing a game with X’s and O’s
My tears fall like rain during a hurracaine
Distructive, reckless, with mallace
On my desk sits a picture of you with a smile
A mix of both wet and dry stain tears, been there for a while
A flashback to that beautiful day
The day we walked along the bay
My tears flow like a river on a spring day
Calm, gentle, with ease
I just need to write
So everything is alright
Get it out of my system
Because you are someone else’s gem
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aww, so sweet.
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