Oh friend

I don’t know if I’m

In love with you

Or I despise your

Existence, and our friendship

I am no chum

Exposed or vulnerable

But you have left me no

Choice, but to keep feeding

Off of your scraps

One night we are friends

The next our hands meet

Under the table, where

No one can see

Then a day will pass

No word from your voice

There goes by the week

I see your ghost

You’re distant that night

No longer by my side

Resting your hip

Into mine, as we dance

Away the night

No, tonight, you are across

From my warmth,

Your eyes stray from mine

So much for hope

I approach, and you move

I reproach, and you push

This is what has become

Of our once enamoured

Embraces on leave-takings.

Now a pat, maybe two, to

The back of my hip,

Saying goodnight oh friend

That once inflamed my lip

Goodnight oh friend, who

I still desire,

I still swim through your bullshit

Wrapped in your teasing barbed wire.

A distance I’ll keep, though

I sorrow at the thought

Goodnight oh friend

Don’t say I never fought

Reviews

[spiritwind]

You have such a talent, skill, ability, call it what you will, for getting into my mind and heart and soul to the point I FEEL what you feel. I am in nowise in the position you describe, yet like most people I have been there and know you speak true. I had left that far behind, I thought, and your pain brought mine back. "Wrapped in your teasing barbed wire"---utterly well done phrase. The dancing analogy. The push-pull. Yes, all of it bringing back the hurt of loving and not being loved back. Nothing like rejection to make a person feel faulty. You know what, I was in a perfectly good mood until I read this. If you were within reach, Patrick... well, be glad for your shin's sake that you are not. That tells you how good this poem is... when you make people remember and feel the pain all over again. Now write a happy one for us.

[PatrickBairamian]

Thank you very much for this comment, it is very good feedback. I will do my best to write happier poems, but know that I am happy because experiences like these better refine my life. Thank you again!

[spiritwind]

:))

[Ireca]

Great poem and description.

[FrancescaX]

This reminds me of those situations where those involved are always 'best friends'. It never ceases to amaze me. You are a good writer and this poem is just one more reason to believe so;)

[New Dawn]

Great description of on off relationship - the constant and frustrating come on and withdrawl - like a courting dance - and then the bitterness of feeling like a mouse being cruelly toyed with by a cat. You captured it all so well

[PatrickBairamian]

I'm very happy you enjoyed it, thank you

[Ireca]

Great poem. It is almost as if you are dancing, unfortunately it has unpleasant results.

[PatrickBairamian]

Thank you!