Friends

Romantic struggles, Friends or more?

Could I trust you?

Should I want to?

What makes me into your friend?

Laughing?

Talking?

Letting moments happen,

individually

but together?

 

Good friends, best friends

or not even real friends?

 

You are in my heart.

A part of my soul

Or is it an excuse?

 

'Let's just be friends'

 

Just be friends.

Just be what?

A time filler?

Something to do

while you wait for something better?

 

Something to fill your time

fill your mind

Something for you.

But what about me?

 

'I like you

But only as a friend.'

 

You make me laugh.

You know me.

Or maybe you like that I know you.

I want you to know me.

I want you

to want to know me.

 

So what about tomorrow?

Can I count on you?

And why should I want to?

 

I see your smile

I see you look at me

eyes burning though me

hot

hard green bullets

streaming through

flaring

shaking me up

penetrating

then leaving me broken

empty

bleeding

and you don't even know.

 

Is it worth it?

Is it worth the wound?

The pain?

The time spent wondering?

 

Yes, but no.

Spun around a million times

and lost forever.

Left behind

You don't even know.

You didn't see.

 

I want you!

To be my friend

 

If I were more, what then?

If I were beautiful,  soft and slim

womanly, delicate

breakable

Would you want me then?

 

If I were smart,

able to impress you with my genius.

Looking down on you for your ineptitude.

calculating

unbeatable

Would you want me then?

 

If I could make you laugh

make you smile

make you feel

If I could matter to you.

 

What does it matter anyway.

 

If I were enough,

I wouldn't be here

waiting.

 

You wouldn't be careful, but

touch me,  hold me

impress me

kiss me

come to me.

 

You would be heat and passion

not your cold reason.

You wouldn't stop to think,

if I were more.

 

If I were fashionable,

new outfits everyday

Brown eyes

Six inch heels.

If I knew how to make you blush

Touch your cheek and see you

as I burn through you.

Take your power

And wield it over you.

Watch you give.

See you empty

 

Would you jump in then?

 

So what are you waiting for?

 

I want you!

to touch me

be with me

see me.

 

So what about today?

Do you think of me

as I'm thinking of you?

Do you smell me on your pillow?

Do you still feel my touch?

And does it burn you?

 

Do you wish I was there with you?

Now?

 

I do.

 

Friend,

I want you

to let go.

Now.

 

Want me

And see that I want you.

 

See me

I am beautiful.

I am smart

I can burn through you

 

I am more than enough

if you see me

and not just your friend.

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

I like the poem. Many questions twisted-up the friend and the reader. Love and friendship. Walk the line sometimes. Best relationship is friendship first. Must make some laugh and happy to grow to the next level and place. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[AlanaLJay]

Thank you for this poem. Have you been rummaging through my thoughts lately?

[RubyOmma]

Thank you for the review! I haven't been in your mind, too lost in my own? Hahaha. I guess being all humans and both women we go through some of the same things sometimes.

[Rene Salinas]

A question bears inherently the desire for answer otherwise one would say it to be rhethorical. It is suprsingly dificult for me to attest to the nature of the questions here not only in weight but in poetical value. I reckon and really going out on a limb that the intricate level of description and emotional pendulum swinging might be related to fear. It could have well said: Do you want me? No!, No? Piss off then. But we are taken into a labyrinth within a conundrum which frankly at the end it made me question.

The sinous complexion of beauty

Thankyou

[Coyote Song]

Nicely done, well written.
It shows how complicated relationships can be. Any kind of relationship.

[A. Amos]

This was quite a long read, however I find it interesting and well written...Well Done!