But How Can I

by ~*Sachi*~   Jul 17, 2006


I can stop myself
from turning when I
hear his name.
I am quenching my

lust, minute
by minute, slowly.
There is no
"him and me."

I can stop myself
from looking at
him as he walks by.
As long as I stop that,

I can,
hopefully,
stop thinking about
"him and me."

I can stop imagining
him, clothed or bare,
because he is NOT there;
it is simply air.

Yet when I look again,
he waves, then disappears,
confirming my
overwhelming fears.

I can stop watching
him, stop showing
off for him.
I cry, knowing

he isn't worth it;
this saves us all,
or so I think--
only I have to take the fall.

But how can I--
how can I--
expect myself to listen
to me? Dry

my tears
and ask
again.
A mask,

mine,
keeps
slipping.
Skeep

evades
me.
But how can I
stop him? He

sets my
heart aflame.
To him, it's
a game.

He makes my
heart pound
if I hear his name
or see him around.

He makes my
hands sweat.
It's like him and I
have a personal bet:

"You know you
want me."
"I do not,"
I reply falsely.

He and
I
know it's
a lie.

We both know
my need,
yet I refuse
to heed.

I'll give in,
eventually,
I guess, and
I know he

knows. But how can I
balance on this rim
and not fall in?
I love him.

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  • 18 years ago

    by Tina Carr AKA Snickers

    OoOoOoOoOh!

    i really like this one
    5/5, definitely
    u have some real talent
    never stop writing

    love
    tina
    < 3

  • 18 years ago

    by Tormented

    Greaat poem!
    Just keep writing!
    Loved it sooo much
    This one is one of ur best ones!
    Keep it UP!!
    5/5
    xx

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