Repeated Thoughts

You're wearing his sweatshirt

You went to his concert

Did you go to that park with him?

He holds your hands, he holds your waist.

He knows the taste of the corner of your lips

Did he see the wave when your hair got wet?

You get two spoons for one ice cream.

Your hair is in his bed.

Did he see you in that blue dress?

You are with him

You are with him

You are with him

You are with him

You are with him

You are with him

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to eternity

Reviews

[Thomas W Case]

Wow. You capture the pain and anxiety well.

[Dorian]

Thank you.

[Chris]

IF, and I do mean IF, this one is personal - pause and catch a breath. If it is not personal - damn, ya done good - cause it really has the afters-taste of personal.

[Dorian]

This is complicated, I don't have a clear answer. I can tell you later.

Thank you.

[Chris]

Welcome. I look forward to more.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

I am binging on an old cop show...this reminds me of one of the characters and her fits of jealousy---
very expressive piece.
j.

[Dorian]

Which show?
Thank you again for your all comments.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

NYPD Blue!

[destiny renteria]

Love this poem and hello
Amzing poetry

[Dorian]

Hello! Thank you.

[Michael Sun Bear]

Dorian, you have written a great poem. I love the variety of observations, it speaks strongly of obsessive jealousy. Well done. MSB

[Dorian]

Thank you for reading!