Over It

Since when has it been so

Or have I just been so blind?

Is this what she's really like,

Have I been deluding myself all this time?

 

Was she always so intangible,

So distant and cold

Or have I finally taken off my innocence

To see her for what she is?

 

Have I been as deluded as Romeo

And let my heart go freely

Or is it that I satisfied hunger

With things I thought I'd found?

 

Perhaps I'm searching,

As most who love do,

 For hope in mankind

Proof that not all are a waste of time

 

Or maybe I seek reassurance

That what was stolen from me really exists

That it's out there somewhere

I just have to look in the right places

 

Whatever it is and whoever she was

It seems that she's got me good

I'm so wrapped up and tangled

That I've practically gone numb

 

There's no way to explain how I feel 

No words can suffice

It's not a hurt, not a pain and not even a scratch

I just feel...carefree, like none of it matters anymore

Author's Note

what genre would this come under?

Reviews

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This was so nice well done :)

[Walk away slow poet]

Have I been as deluded as Romeo
And let my heart go freely

I really like the line about Romeo, it has a feeling of lossness, Also a lovely and sad write as well. I would just leave the genre as poetry. Well written.