Caught Up Poem by Michelle Bradshaw

Now it doesn’t matter how this came to be,
but I’m no better than those who got caught
up in this game before me. I’m now standing
in the shoes that they painfully wore on their feet.
Doing the things that I used to believe were beneath me.
I’m justifying my actions by the words that he tells me;
Instead of making decisions based on what he shows me.
He can’t seem to leave and this is not what I wanted.
I don’t know why if found me. He says that he wasn’t
looking; so why did we meet.
I can’t explain the connection or energy that we feel.
I just know that it’s intense so it seems so real.
For years now, he’s been my best friend. I didn’t mean for this
To start but I sure don’t want it to end. He’s a good person
I’m not saying he’s bad, but the situation seems hopeless
And it makes me sad. I get mad and call it off every other day.
But it never seems to last because we both can’t stay away.
He asks me do I really want him gone from my life
and I can’t look him in his eyes and tell him that I mean what I say.
So, for now we are both still just Caught Up.