For Lovers Spent

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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Dori Owen is a storyteller, writing from small town Arizona, after living a few decades in California as an LA Wild Child, with a brief stop in Reno. She settled into grownup life as a project manager, collecting an MBA and a few husbands along the way. She is a shown artist and her favorite pastime is upcycling old furniture and decor she finds from thrift stores. She lives with the cat who came to visit but stayed. The love of her life is her grown son who lives in Portland, Oregon. Her essays and poems have been published in RAW&UNFILTERED VOL I, StigmaFighters Vol 2, and Love Notes From Humanity. Her blogs have been featured on The Lithium Chronicles, Open Thought Vortex, Sudden Denouement, and The Mighty.

2 thoughts on “For Lovers Spent

  1. 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.

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