Our Religion

It's what seperates us.

Foolish little boy
Who thinks he can get everything he wants.

He thinks I’ll fall in love
And we’ll live that happily ever after dream.

He claims he knows
Everything that makes me turn and tick.

He wished I’d see
The love he shoves in my face.

Now it’s gone
And has turned to a better girl.

I’m sure she appreciates
Your kisses more than I would have.

And I’m wondering
Is it because I finally told you the truth?

Did my beliefs
Turn your teenage hormones off?

You were dogged once
And you say I was playing “hard to get”.

You chased me
Because you thought I was the same.

I warned you, boy
That I was the complete opposite of you.

You said no,
And I told you it was true.

When I said the word,
And you needed me to define.

I hope you regret it,
Now that you know what I am.

You said religion
Had nothing to do with us.

Then why is she there
Pushing herself into your arms?

She’s a nice girl
With social graces I never had.

Cute and friendly
And a Christian who can never be bad.

It doesn’t hurt
Because I was the one to reject you.

But it was nice knowing
I could have tried and loved you. 

Author's Note

Young unrequited love. It's funny how people claim they know you, only to be completely flabbergasted to learn that you are so different. And it's funny how people say religion has nothnig to do with friendship or love, and stop speaking to you because you're "agnostic". I can't tell you how many times I've had to define that word.

Anyway, I was trying out a new style. I made it a while ago and forgot to post it.

Reviews

[Elder Reeve]

It is a very interesting idea, I think the thing I like most is you standing up for what you believed, or at least the person in the poem. I do like the style to, its very simple and you managed to keep the story focused. I really appreciated how you tried to explain how she felt about it but still stayed practical.

[Anita B Jacques]

Only words, no emotion or feelings at all, why referring to him as "boy", nothing in common with him, about flesh and bones, another human. While I was reading your poem I couldn't stop thinking of a cold fish. Wake up and smell the roses sweetie. God bless you.

[Meredith Leigh]

Wow, makes so much sense to me! I just love it, and all the emotion in it. I can really feel it, your words are so strong! Wonderful work!

- Kriss

[Demosthenes]

I apologize beforehand for devoting no deep thought or critical analysis towards this poem.
That said, I really liked it. I loved most of the sentiments here. One line in particular... "Did my beliefs
Turn your teenage hormones off?" XD

[Ralphy]

Forgive me Mar..but you kind of have me going here. Hard to get, as meaning he was only interested in sex. And by religion you are saying???? What does religion have to do with relationships? It's hard for me to inject my true feelings because parents might not understand where I'm coming from although they were young too. I mean really, young love's have a ton of years to send exploring love. I have no qualms with anything you say except�they don't accept you because you're agnostic.

Keep writing , it brings a new world to light

[Gandré]

""You said religion
Had nothing to do with us.-"------oh in my opinion, it has a lots to do with lovers. For when they have a different consciousness, how can this harmonize? Only if people were pretenders and not real believers they would be happy, right? my conclusion: lovers need the same religion. the sameness of soul (religion is imprinted in the soul) is necessary or sufficient for identity as a couple, in order to mark the same way? even, when this way is say, just a period in life time, like so often in the teenage; but the right kind of psychological continuity determines the 'personal identity' of lovers as oneness over time.