Jordan Antrim

My Brittney

My Brittney is perfect to me
you see
I believe that because she loves me
more than anything.
I love her more than she loves me unfortunately..

There is a small problem...
she does not want to date me
but you see I try to understand
and not demand
because I know what its like to get hurt
all you can do is feel like your cursed
to be unhappy forever
but wherever
she goes
I will be there
to run my hands through her hair
and let her know she is loved.
Like a dove
I know she will soar far away
but at the end of each day
I know she will be back
because she realizes what she lacks
is love from me which is easy to see...

I am scared when she leaves and I try not to believe she does not wish to be with me.
You see I have been there once before and was scored
I was left scarred
by it and wish not to relive it.
so I sit in fear
like a deer
becoming prey
I stay
completely still as I feel the chill...

I wait but do not realize it is to late
after our date...
I have gotten to close
but unlike most
I am not afraid...

I do not fear her getting close to me
you see, what I fear is her fleeing away from me
out back into the sea...
There are to many fish around her
for me to see
which way she took to get away
so now I lay
awake and pray
for the day
that she comes to stay.

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Poem Submitted: Monday, February 26, 2007
Poem Edited: Thursday, December 22, 2011

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