Entertaining Torture Poem by Vanessa Kingsley

Such entertaining faerytales
Such enthralling fantasies

I humor myself with stories of you and me
I humor myself with the make believe

I know how you feel
Do you know about me?
I doubt it.

Such entertaining daydreams.
Such enthralling hopes.

I don’t fall.
I simply hover in the air.
Waiting for the signal to let go
Waiting for someone to be there

Laughing with you is fun
Talking with you is fun
There are no mixed signals
I just read too much

One too many romance novels
A love story watched so much

I taunt myself with thoughts of you and me
I taunt myself with ‘maybe’
‘Almost’

Because almost always makes everything better
Doesn’t it?
Please say it does.
Please…


Please