Acquired Taste Poem by Kewayne Wadley
Acquired Taste
And then it happened.
I came face to face with my ex.
Not much has changed from the last time we spoke.
When I was younger there use to be a sense of grief.
That somewhat odd feeling that overshadowed everything good in my life.
Suddenly watching the clouds go from bright white to a dull gray.
I hated thunderstorms back then.
I'd like to think that I've learned a lot sense then though.
Watching her eyeball me with a sense of curiosity.
Slowly learning the fact that I seemed to be doing a lot better without her.
You know those looks that reveal a lot without so much as a word being said.
She had plenty of those, often catching herself in mid sentence.
Her naturally low cut eyes now lower.
I wouldn't actually describe her as being a addition or nowhere close to a binge.
But more so one of those random nights you get hammered and wake up the next morning trying to figure out what happened.
No not at all. Again I am being modest.
If anything she was one of those drinks with a acquired taste.
The kind of drink someone offers you in attempt to try something new and though it tastes bad you still drink it out of generosity as it was a kind gesture.
Not at all stating that she was a bad person. No she was very sweet.
In fact I am glad that I had opportunity to bump into her again.
But a lot of time has elapsed sense then.
And seeing how time works I am no longer the same person.
Though I must admit,
First seeing her I was a bit puzzled, as those dark clouds that normally follow were nowhere to be seen.
Nor the crackling of a long drawn out bolt of lightening.
Both probably caught in traffic, Arguing over which came first.
If anything, she knew I had a high tolerance as far as drinks are concerned.
But again I am being corrigible.
Yet, this time I didn't miss the exit sign on my way out the door as normally I'd walk pass it twelve times, mistaking it for something else.
In a strange twist we neither dismissed each other nor omitted each others presence.
I walked out the door, while she was busy finishing what was left of her fiancee
wow this is how you express yourself about me. an acquired taste that is terrible. so dated me out of pitty.really so all this time you look down on me and til this day you still do. Thanks for the reminder
You are reading too deep! I am not bashing you! Not responding angrily Of all the things, like seriously! ? Just because you see J.S doesn't automatically mean that this is About you. You know me better than that. Of all the things Ive written as of late have been fictional. If I said that right. Was this about break up yes. Was it relating to you on that level no. It was strictly written spur of the moment of how I felt of writing at the time. Nothing described anywhere in here is real. But literally is described from a first person point of view about a guy in a bar seeing his ex having a conversation in his head I know what I told you about J.S and that didn't apply as that was something totally different. Like waaaay totally different. I can see where it looks bad but I wouldn't purposely bash you after everything we have been through. Theres nothing right about that at all, come on now. It goes against certain principles. You know I write off of emotion and go way left, I write about everything. Nothing needed to be justified between us. As again I have revealed things about myself that no one knows about me and vice versa without going into everything. Within the confines of wherever we stood or hung out, The fact that you think I would betray that or air any detail or twist anything up is messed up completely. I don't need to make anything up about you or for whatever reason bash you. If thats truly the case then everything in it's entirety is a contradiction. I still think highly of you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/23/2024 4:12:41 AM # 1.0.0.1119
fiancee then this lie you tell yourself, I told you things in its truth and you turn it into lies and I'm responding to this in anger cause you are so wrong for this. I didn't talk to that man anymore when I start back talking to you. SMH. you will tell yourself anything to give you self. justification about us. bad taste. now I am worst person you ever knew screw you! ! ! I was never even a priority in your life let alone a woman you have the right to bash. Thanks for hurting my feelings even without being around
You are reading too deep! I am not bashing you! Of all the things, like seriously! ? Just because you see J.S doesnt automatically mean that this is About you. You know me better than that. Of all the things Ive written as of late have been fictious. If I said that right. Was this about break up yes. Was it relating to you on that level no. It was strictly written spur of the moment of how I felt of writing at the time. Something told me not to quote cause of all tge things you seetgis one and it'll effect everything. I can see where it looks bad but I wouldnt purposely bash you after everything we have been through. Theres nothing right about that at all, come on now