Silhouettes Poem by Crystal Tutson

He was just not that into her but she made him her world,
Infatuated with the mere thoughts of just being called his girl.

She let lust over-saturate her heart, loneliness be a catalyst for her promiscuity, and allowed lies to try and hide the pain,
But once she settled into her worth, she realized that love isn’t a beginner’s game.

The complexity of her feelings had her wanting him everyday,
And everyday she was thinking of that promising way.

He was literally a topic that embraced and accelerated her brain,
And when she didn’t hear the sweet nothings from him she reverted from her sane.

Nevertheless, she was in love and love wouldn’t disconnect from her being no matter how hard she tried.
The longing to have him not just physically but mentally and spiritually marinated in her no matter how hard she denied.

She didn’t know how to accept his masculinity but yet she craved him even more.
She didn’t know if the love he said he had for her was real or if he just wanted to score.

He was perfect; she was physically available but drained emotionally yet the ride she gracefully wanted to enjoy.
Him and Her, He and She, Them and They, together forever, no matter how the mind contested and heart wanted to deploy.