The Other Guy
You're gone...
So distracted...
So occupied...
My soul,
Wanting affection....
My mind,
Needing conversation...
My heart,
Needing love...
You're gone.
So where do I get it?
The other guy...
His words so sweet,
His heart so warm,
His arms so comforting.
My tears fall from my eyes.
With such gentleness, he wipes them away.
In him, I see the old you,
The person I fell in love with.
The other guy...
So loving...
Like the old you...
So loved...
By me.
A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.
Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
|---|---|---|
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
| Seriously? | 4 | 12/22/2009 |
| Questionable Emotion | 1 | 10/16/2009 |
| Would You... (Play Me A Song...) | 1 | 10/08/2009 |
| Only Everyday... | 2 | 09/29/2009 |
| Look Up | 1 | 09/27/2009 |
| The Crash (Rejection) | 4 | 09/27/2009 |
| Let's Not Do This Again | 1 | 09/14/2009 |
| It's Hard... | 1 | 09/14/2009 |
| In Due Time | 0 | 09/29/2009 |
| In My Dreams (My Man Has...) | 1 | 09/29/2009 |
| Today, I Feel Strong | 2 | 09/29/2009 |
| How Easily We Forget | 1 | 09/29/2009 |
| Love Is A Choice | 0 | 09/29/2009 |
| Done With The Game | 1 | 09/29/2009 |
| Love Kills | 0 | 09/29/2009 |
| The So-Called "Playa" | 0 | 09/29/2009 |
| Bibolotti | 0 | 09/29/2009 |
| Greed | 0 | 09/29/2009 |
| Fake | 0 | 09/29/2009 |
| 1 + 1 = 2 | 3 | 09/29/2009 |
| Losing My Mind | 0 | 09/29/2009 |
| Missing In Action | 0 | 09/29/2009 |
| Sex... | 0 | 09/29/2009 |
| A Good Friend | 0 | 09/29/2009 |
| Whisper | 0 | 08/09/2009 |
| A New Start | 0 | 09/29/2009 |
| Secrets/ Crush | 3 | 08/09/2009 |
| I Don't Want To Hurt Him | 0 | 09/29/2009 |
| The Other Guy | 0 | 09/29/2009 |
| Ain't It Funny? | 0 | 09/29/2009 |
| No Matter What | 1 | 09/29/2009 |
| Differences/ Changes | 0 | 09/29/2009 |
| Cycles | 2 | 09/29/2009 |
| Gone With The Birds | 3 | 09/29/2009 |
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