60 | be strong

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it's a mad world if you think it is
I can be jade strong
I can be stone weak
It's a sad world if you think it is
I can be diamond bright
I can be a serrated dull

My mind is a bomb
waiting to go off
my heart is a vacuum
waiting to be absorbed
I didn't want to be this way

I ate seafood with David
and I couldn't stop talking about work
He listened to me
I hated my job
I kept drinking white wine
and confessing how miserable I was

you're wasting your talent
you should find a new job
where you can write more.

David was so thoughtful.

I just might.

Try it. Maybe you'll be happier.
You're way too nice to your boss.
It sounds like they take advantage of you.

David smiled and his kind face
made me smile as well.
He truly made me feel so secure
it was the oddest feeling
his good energy
made me feel better

I never felt so comfortable
so natural.

I took a sip of wine
looked at his short blond hair
blue eyes
sharp nose
full bottom lip
he was five foot nine
he had light skin
always looked me in the eye

Jared rarely looked me in the eye
the last time we had gone to the hotel restaurant
he kept looking around
asking me if I knew those people
sitting at the table near us

Come to think of it
he always looks around
when we are together
and if I asked Jared a question
he would look away

The first time I met him
I asked him
Why do you look so serious?
It's my poker face.

I thought it was a strange answer
I did not think anything of it
at the time

but now I wonder.

The screen on my phone lit up
JPpoetry liked your poem, JPpoetry commented wow your poem is incredible.

And on and on.

David looked at me
reading the messages on my phone
and took an opportunity to lift his phone

sorry give me a second.
I said.

No problem. I have to reply to an email. Sorry. Engineer life.

My whole central nervous system
felt annihilated
tossed out to dry
my body felt a rush.

I threw the phone in my purse
meanwhile David was texting
almost done

it's ok

I watched him text
thinking of Jared

I was in two worlds
at the same time.
I had to stay in this one.

But how?

How?

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