I wish I was the one you search for
so you would stop
getting colder as you walk away
so you say
But I am not the woman of your dreams
I am someone very special
just not the special one.
You build songs for those you’ve loved
and forever they remain
enshrined
in your metaphors and verse.
You’ll write your songs about me, too
how you tried to open my door
But I never meant to turn you cold
that path was already paved
Your analytical undertones
and talk of self-truths
challenge the integrity
of those you chance to meet
you claim I just don’t try
But look a little closer this time
because I, too
am like you.
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I love when you read what I write…and I love even more when you leave your thoughts…because they’re always so spot on. Yes, at the time I wrote it, I was sad. But not now! xoD.
***But I am not the woman of your dreams
I am someone very special
just not the special one***
Dori, that line especially saddens me. xx