Love's Chasing Game
*She said, He said *Not a mushy love poem
Love's Chasing Game
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Blank stare.
I don't care.
I know it's not fair.
But he's clear the f*** over there,
and always wanting me to chase him.
Pain has already set in.
I let it win.
I'm done.
He can have his fun.
I'm not following along.
This is his game and song.
I am done with this hamster wheel of cat and mouse.
Can't we just talk in one spot in the house?
I'm tired.
I'm tired of having to chase down love.
She didn't come to me.
Why didn't she follow?
She knows I want her affection.
It's not just about the erection.
But she keeps herself distant from me.
Can't she see,
just how much I truly need her?
There he goes again.
I can see it very clear.
He expects me to come to him.
"But YOU just walked away from ME, my dear."
Yet, somehow he can't see this.
And in the past explaining hasn't worked.
So, I find myself in a position,
I feel like such a jerk.
He just sits there with that same sad face,
wanting ME to fix HIS error.
The problem is,
I can't be the full emotional weight bearer.
I need him to STAY with me,
without the chasing game.
As we grow together, we need to keep moving the same.
And I can't keep up with those old routines.
So, I cry as my heart tries to clean.
All I really want is to be heard and seen.
Oh no, she's crying.
Maybe she feels guilty? Maybe she's trying?
I should go to her, but I can't.
What if she doesn't receive me?
Look at this distance between us.
Oh, emotions please don't deceive me.
She needs me.
I must go to her.
About the Creator
LittleWrenWrites
aka. Adele Pena
Short Stories, Poetry, & Prose.
Author's Bio & Other Social Site Links: https://mez.ink/littlewrenwrites
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