Taylor Petty Poems
|1.||Friend To All, Yet Friendless||3/9/2009|
|2.||How Glad Am I You Didn'T Walk In Earlier||3/9/2009|
|3.||What You Did To Me||3/9/2009|
|4.||The Valentine (2009)||3/9/2009|
|6.||New York Part 2||3/9/2009|
|7.||New York Part 3||3/9/2009|
|8.||New York Part 4||3/9/2009|
|9.||New York Part 5||3/9/2009|
|12.||This Is What Your Twisted Perception Of “friendship” Has Caused Me To Write||3/9/2009|
|13.||Carb-Free Conformism, Anyone?||3/10/2009|
|14.||Do Glasses Have Volition?||3/10/2009|
|15.||Just When I Thought Dennis Was The Menace, I Checked Out Mr. Wilson||3/10/2009|
|17.||5 Fragments For Christopher Landi||4/23/2009|
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How Glad Am I You Didn'T Walk In Earlier
His laughter played itself over and over again in my mind,
Like a broken record player.
His beautiful brown eyes were engraved in my memory.
His smile danced in my thoughts.
Behind closed lids, I saw his face.
I parted them, and there he was.
And he was just as remarkable as I had remembered him.
I love him.
What You Did To Me
I am the only person in the world that lives with a broken heart.
I wake up every morning hoping that I haven't lost a piece.
I carry it around with caution.
Until I find some glue.
I go through the day, covering it.
Acting like it isn't broken.
If no one asks, I don't have to tell.
I go to bed, hoping that it will be repaired in the morning.