So, I will be using this blog to publish my writings. I am going to write a poem a week at the minimum. I just though I would put them out for the enjoyment, or unenjoyment, of others. So, let's kick things off. This one is fittingly titled, "Second Place".
He sits alone.
Waits for her no less, as the day progresses without a notice.
A notice of interest.
He knows where she is, but tries not to think about it.
The love hurts too much.
Not as much as the welcoming blade however.
The all too enticing release.
He fights it, for the sake of her.
Although there's not much fight for him.
He's tried drinking, only to find thoughts of her increased.
He's tried music, but only to find every word that comes out on paper.
Is her.
Closing his eyes at night, to dream of their first encounter.
First hug.
First kiss.
Night after night, the same dream.
Day after day, no dreams come true.
Time to time he comes to his senses.
But can't tell her how he feels.
Settling for second place, it seems, is easier than letting go.
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