Hi, I Saw You Were Online
IM's From A Married Man
Awakened around 1 am
I wipe my eyes and shake my head
Can't seem to fully comprehend
the thoughts behind a one-night stand
The late-night ding, on my silent phone
it's you know who
are you alone?
It's been a few
but I'm sure, you know
you have been creeping in my mind - for sho'
*
Can you come meet?
I'm at a bar
just grab your keys
get in your car
I've always had this thing for you
I know one time, you felt that too
*
To be polite, I say, what's up
last thing I heard, you were in love
I'm not interested in runner-up
I swear to God above
Yeah, but she doesn't keep the fire lit
we fuss and fight and cuss and shit
I can hardly handle it....
I guess I lost my shot
*
I hesitate, my blood is hot
this is exactly how I got
This 3-year-old, here in my bed
another woman in his head
I will not be a part of this
he said, if only for a kiss
I answered back, now getting pissed
the answer's no, that's all you get
*
A few more pleas
then dark again
Just like the breeze
a passing wind
A passing thought
that never was
and I was caught
but not the cause
Why does it have to be like that
the sneaking round like alley cats
You made your bed
you made your choice
Stuck in my head
that little voice
I guess I'll stay the way I am
single, without the give a damn
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Comments (4)
That's one way to look at it.
I learned that this is a true story based on your replies to Randy and Joe. I'm so sorry this happened to you 🥺 I hope writing this helped. Sending you lots of love and hugs ❤️
WOW!!! OUTSTANDING!!! One of my new favorite poems.
I can imagine this happening to you, Kelli. What I can't imagine is what it takes to have that kind of audacity. Maybe that's the autism speaking, but I just don't get it. Makes me kinda feel sick in the stomach. Blessings to you, my friend, & may your sleep time in the future be uninterrupted by any but that precious three year old. Greyson, is it?