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How Will it Be?

Poetry

This short poem/text tells the story of two people, on one's perspective, who are proned to get into a relationship but they never do it cause they never get in to real connection since they were in reality not meant to be.

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by HermmenMutemba

by HermmenMutemba

So... how will it be?
Will I be here, turning down my lights, still thinking about you while your world is still rotating and... not around me?
Will you keep on pretending you're next to me while you're only waiting for the next one?

There's no need to play these games.

I told you, we don't mean the same thing but... I don't know. Maybe you like me too and we're not building enough synonyms.

I should have listened to him
Now I'm attached to feelings I thought I could control but instead you have the control of my thoughts as you constantly claim them for you.

I just wonder if I have the same effect
I mean... when I hear your voice it sounds the same tone as mine
When we're together it feels like dreaming but the stuff you do make me wake up

How will it be?
Will I be standing here, waiting for you to come while I'm not even willing to let you in?

I guess I'll be here... listening to the sound of rain with the echo of your eyes in my head.