wendy martinez


You Played Me - Poem by wendy martinez

I stare into your once sparkling eyes. They are filled with something different this time. I wonder if it is relief, or if it is sorrow. You smile as you and your peers wander down the cold tiled hallway. As I attempt to interlock our gazes, I flash you a brilliant smile full of hopefulness; but you reject my offer and continue on your way. To say the very least, I loved you, but you played me. You never really yearned for my happiness the way I ached to be inside your compassionate heart. I loved the way my heart soared, when my petite hands fit in yours. The safety I felt when your strong masculine arm was wrapped around my body. The way your glasses fit gently across your flawless face, is what made me radiate with joy inside. When you said the words I feared the most, my heart was hammered into the cold tiles below. I don’t think you understand, when I have someone I can call mine, I want to hold onto the dream that they are truly my love. But you let me slip through what I thought was a firm grasp. I am a dreamer. One that envisions only true love and happiness in the fantasies that stroll through my head. And now, another being has torn the key to your heart out of my grasp. I was wrong to believe that you would fight to win it back for myself. I wish you would have kept me in your thoughts long enough to show you, that I am destined to stand out. I am born to fly, and that I wish not to soar without you at a single wingspan.


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Poem Submitted: Friday, May 20, 2011

Poem Edited: Friday, May 20, 2011


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