I sit here with the laptop empty,
The words flowing through my head to my fingertips,
All of the things i want to say have empathy,
But i can't hold this game,
The game we are playing where you pretend like i don't text you,
The game were i sit and cry at my unseen words,
I will wait.
Thats what i said,
But i feel like a fish trying to take the bait,
Knowing they will get caught,
Knowing this will end bad,
But no.
I will wait.
Always and forever,
Thats what i said,
But its not forever,
Its not always,
Im the fish,
Your the bait.
Im the one hoping,
Praying to get a taste,
While you sit there,
Watching me flop.
Watching me struggle for air in the fine restraints im in,
The restraints of the love i caddered,
But no.
I will wait.
With this screen empty,
My eyes full of tears,
And a heart yearning for more of your taste.
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Author:
Sophia Garcia (
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- Comment from author about the poem: I am barely old enough to know what love is but I know what heartbreak is.
- Category: Love
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Comments2
Welcome to my poetic side… what a poem to begin with
Disappointment drips from this poem a sadness of loss of something never possessed. Well written
Thank you so much
You are most welcome
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