I'm not gone...just pregnant...new poem.

One of these days I will name names…but for now I don’t because then everyone knows who my poem is about and I think the mystery to poetry is important. It makes it so that when you read the poem it can be unique to you and personal. You can easily picture who you would write the poem about. If I told you it would ruin it for you personally. It’s like when they make a movie out of a book you’ve been reading and the characters almost usually never match your imaginations description.

Chaos, confusion, am I the only one losing?

And I’ll look for her in lines of your life

Secretly hoping you never make her your wife

I can’t help but smile when I see your face

I swear no one will ever take my place

I wasn’t the first nor was I the last

But I’m that unforgettable past

The one you think on

Wonder what went wrong…

Was it because I always loved him

Would you ever win?

And you’ll keep coming deep in the night

When my guard is down and I can’t fight

I want to reach out and pull you in

But remember you never win

And the music on the radio is so right

There playing all our songs tonight

I will beg you to let me be

As I move closer to you

This isn’t yin or yang

This is chaos

And we will never be the same