Stubborn me

Stubborn me

A Poem by Matt M.

Stubborn Me

There she goes through my hands
Like at the beach grains of sand
She poured her heart out
Tried to give me a shout out
Yet there's me, stubborn me

I ignored her signs of love for me
Though I thought it was blasphemy
For who could love this atrocity
Poor and stubborn me

Time passed on and we grew up
Though it makes me throw up
With the guilt that I grieve
How can I please
Ol stubborn me?

Orchids bloom in the air
Then I see dark shimmering hair
Brown eyes and freckles too
Sitting in a booth seated for two

I wander on over to say hi
Yet I see another man
In the corner of my eye
Sitting next to her with his hand on her thigh
I stand there awkwardly
Turned around and walked quickly
Thinking to myself how can this be
Finding the solution
It's stubborn me








© 2013 Matt M.


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This really happened. Truth be told I've never been in a relationship because of me being stubborn. I write about my feelings and stuff that is true in my life about me. Check out my other work email me for some other topics or just comment hope you enjoy.

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Added on September 25, 2013
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Matt M.
Matt M.

Gilbert , AZ



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