days passed
weeks kicked by
I counted the months
December
January
February
March
April
the hardest of all
the day of your birthday I drank a whole bottle of ouzo
five months of Jaredtrying to reach deep inside me with
words, rhymes, liesi read his poems over and over again
resisting
yet parched
hungry for himtouching every part of me he could
not havelife with David was like a cozy blanket
I should have been satisfied
but that need to be loved by Jared
kept digging into me
raining on meI started to fall for David
for his kindness
I forced myself to be the best girlfriend
I cooked for him
read all the things I needed to do
check
did it allagainst the advice of my gut
I kept reading Jared's poems
his love-bombing commentsI was involved with an illusion
I couldn't get rid of this deep wanting
my apartment was full of a man
my heart was full of another
my inner beast within
craving Jared's touchI did nothing
let the wave pass
let the love go
another month
May
another
poem
June
July
August
Jared was quietI assumed he would leave me alone
let me get over him
but it was as if there was never this closure
no real goodbyeone poem after another
seasons had me drunk
smoking more
hungrier for a touch I could not havewilder for a moon I could not see
possessing this seed left unattended
i went about my life
my birthday came and went
my love life sprouted
I was twenty-eight now
and still my feelings for Jared
had not changed
time meant nothingbut my relationship with David
intensified
I met his family
his friends
I was the perfect girlfriend
proud of myselfI searched for JPpoetry
he was gone
all his poems deleted
his site gone
I felt sick to my stomachhe was radio silent again
just when I needed him most
i suppose be only cared for the chase
and not mei suppose he found someone else
gave up on mebut then something happened.
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You can't break up with a soul mate [a love story in poetic verse]
Poetry"Meet me for a cocktail, let's talk about Plath." And so begins the cat and mouse game between Jared, the atypical bad boy, and Dalia, the woman he has set his eyes on to make her a lover. In free verse, poetic style, read their story. " you walk...