Innuedos

by Nil   Mar 17, 2017


What am I to you, a convenient excuse, put aside until desired-
left out, retired- for your next new "boo"

A lack of time commits my thought- our short conversations,
dancing in orchestrated thoughts

The difference is uncanny and in actuality-
it's unraveling me, because while I'm a side thought- you are not

The first thing on my mind, the last thing too
Everything I dream of- involves only you

Maybe if I was a tweet you'd care- responding and laughing
Instead it seems my voice is only a distraction

Expect a lot of innuendos, but in the end though-
There's no me in innuendos, only you.

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  • 7 years ago

    by PETER EDWARDS

    I liked this write, unexpected lines which together make up a powerful piece of work that has a sad story within it. Good work!

    'The difference is uncanny and in actuality-
    it's unraveling me, because while I'm a side thought- you are not' - What a great couple lines!