Two Words & Ten Letters
Our friendship is long past the pilot episode
The soul that resides inside me understands you
The friend inside my residing soul cares for you
My ears eager to feel each mental bee stinger that is stuck
Release each stuck stinger one by one
Your mind will ache for a couple seconds
Only to feel the relief of one less question
We’re quite, hurt, confused
Many stingers pulled out by you
With each other our tongues flap until sun fall
Each others “Human Diary” that's all
With you the stuckest of stingers are easy to pull out
You oil my mouth so the words can flow out
Semaj the way our souls align keeps me together
You hear me out like no one ever before
You listen to me when all my feelings are ready to pour
When we sit down in those chairs
Our voices never collide
Making me think you’ll always be by my side
No matter the topic I can forever share
The stingers that are stuck below my hair
Listening to all words said by us
Two chairs that know each person who hurt us
I sit in the left chair while you sit in the right
I just want my thoughts to quit so I can be alright
When I say we're each other “Human Diaries” Semaj
I mean that for life
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Author:
olivia rose (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: February 13th, 2024 13:52
- Comment from author about the poem: when i started going outside with yall i was quite and awkward at first.as we would walk down the street i’d be next to you because i felt a connection between us, way before we knew we needed each other. i wish you could come over again so we could have another long talk. i remember before you got with your girlfriend we’d be together from 2pm after school till 5pm when my mom gets off work. i had no time to prepare my feelings when you were forced to stop hanging out with me, i never told you how heartbroken i felt about not being able to see you at all. i cried for a while all alone in my room wishing you can come over to console me, but you couldn’t. i wrote this poem because even though your girlfriend said you could never hang out with me you still made time to hear me cry, we just had to sit out front your house. you mean so much to me and i credit you for helping me heal when i hurt the most., i love you semaj.
- Category: Friendship
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