am
I being paranoid
because
I don't feel welcomed
can't
shake the feeling you
don't
want me around anymore
please
tell me I'm wrong
even
now I sit and wonder
from
what point did it change
grew
apart it seemed
having
forgotten our hearts
tell
me I'm wrong please
I
didn't mention how mine was pained
jacked
up as if on cocaine
keeping
it's rhythm steady, relaxed
let
me down gently
I
am wrong, tell me please
men
shouldn't play games
nut
up and say it how it is
open
mouth and voice it loud
preposterous
as it may seem
tell
me please I'm wrong
questions
like when, who
really
shouldn't be asked
since
we aren't a couple
that's
were it got confusing
please
if I'm wrong tell me
under
our skin a love did bloom
vicious
and fast
washing
over each of us differently
xeric
heart in my chest betrays me
if
I'm wrong tell me please
you
no longer seem approachable
zing
lost from your eyes
please
tell me if I'm wrong
ABC
Poem
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© 2014 by Patrick B Vince
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