My Friend, only

love....a little tired of it.

We breathe in unison
on accident
Your life is a mirror
I reflect your middle
We are too different to be equal
Too similar to be different
Your speech and my thoughts are symmetry
You balance me like scales of equilibrium 
Juxtaposed with remoteness 
Laid back and simple
Complex and rudimentary 

I inhale my tears
Rubbed into my skin, raw
Attempting to erase this irritant
I try to move you with my tears
Move you away with my tears
You go nowhere but deeper
You are ever present in my dreams
You are my heart
My untouchable
My tease

I have you
But you are not mine to keep

You tell me you love me
But you satisfy none
when you leave
your look of loneliness
in my eye
and wave goodbye

I cannot fill your empty
You cannot empty my full
We run circles
Etching journeys in time’s brow
Frowned at our waste
Our chase
Tag " you’re it
I’m out
We finish the race
Shake hands
Then meander separate ways

You are my prize
I cannot win
Here’s where the treasure hunt ends
And sorrow begins

My friend,
only.

Reviews

[Sarah]

I don't think there are words for how much I adored this poem! XD I just want to read it again and again. I hate to say it's perfect buuut I can't find anything wrong with it so congratulations you wrote an amazing poem, which you probably already know! GREAT JOB ~~~

[Alysha]

Ouch, this one actually hurts to read, mostly because I can see both sides there. You put feeling itno this piece and it most definately shows. Great job. Keep Writing.

[Jeff Bresee]

Powerful and Painful... Nice wording here

[Daniel Gardner]

Nice write. Very beautiful.

[Dream Weaver]

Tinasha, What a unique style that bleeds from your pen.
It's a breath of fresh air to read this write. Nicely done.

[Geel]

woo well said heart felt and a message that captivates the soul

[A.Lee]

I inhale my tears
Rubbed into my skin, raw
Attempting to erase this irritant
I try to move you with my tears
Move you away with my tears
You go nowhere but deeper
You are ever present in my dreams
You are my heart
My untouchable
My tease

I love this stanza and I agree completely with the previous comment. It is very raw. It feels like you just wrote it right out of your tears. Very different from they typical love/heartbreak poem. Rather than being angsty, it makes your heart ache... Like rubbing salt in a wound. Nice work.

[Samuel Dickens]

I like the simple and raw way you've written this. It's different from most poetry I see on similar subjects and very effective. Well-done, Tinasha.