6.22.2009

An item.

It is an item of leisure.
Most commonly associated with tropical islands.
Often featured in Corona commercials.
It is made of woven rope.
It is either hung on a frame,
Or tie between two trees.
Do you know what I speak of?
Do you remember the day that featured one of these items?
Because I came across the shirt I was wearing that day.
I realized I haven't worn it since.
I'm not sure if I ever will again.
And I too sentimental?
Maybe.
Probably.
But while you have your dreams of her,
I have my memories of you.
And my tokens that help them come alive.
Do I even still want to be with you?
No.
But that's mostly because,
I know there's no use in empty hopes.
Am I angry with you?
From time to time.
Depends on how I'm feeling,
And how big of an ass you've been recently.
Am I bitter?
Yes.
But not bitter because of you.
I'm bitter because of them,
And myself.
Mostly myself.
I should have kept my spine.
I shouldn't have taken their 'mom filler' theory
And use it to what I thought was my advantage,
When I knew the whole idea was a load of bull.
My mistake, was taking too much for granted.
(Excuse the pun.)
I didn't account for variable change.
I assumed too many constants.
And now, I'm guessing
That a few people might be surprised now.
This is the first time I've admitted to anyone
(Other than myself, of course)
That I didn't buy into the whole idea that
I was emotionally replacing my mom with him.
Honestly, how does that even make sense?
Well, it could have made sense.
If I wanted him to tuck me into bed,
And buy me that new barbie.
But, that's wasn't how things were.
You don't want to make out with your mom.
Unless you're really messed up in the head,
But I digress.
Back to my point.
My ultimate mistake was this:
I was a schemer.
Who ever wrote the Joker's dialogue,
Was bloody deep.
And smart.

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