Description: This is the second of two poems I just wrote, but i feel like this one's cleaner. It's been so long, I feel resuty writing. but oh well, only one way to start!
Sadly, my muse will be leaving soon . . . as for the story of this poem, women always ask me about paying, and so I figured I'd write it.
the Least i can do is pay the check -------------------------------------------
Silly Girl
I didn't pay the check because I wanted to be a gentlemen.
Nor because my dearest mother told me to way back when.
Not because of what magazines might say is right
Or what a lesser man might want later tonight.
I paid to erase a debt created after we met.
You filled my moments before sleep
And what have I done?
You lifted me when the climb was steep
And what have I done?
You were rarely in front of my eyes
but you inspired me.
So the very least I can do for you
is pay this small fee.
I have to agree with the above comment. I am guilty of not easily accepting the thing sthat are done positively for me in life, even, or especially, when it's as small as carrying a bag or paying for the check.
I really communicate wit the piece.
The repition of "And what have I done?" really draws out your string of unsure emotions, uncertainty of this situation.
"You were rarely in front of my eyes
but you inspired me.
So the very least I can do for you
is pay this small fee."
That phrase coupled with
"I paid to erase a debt created after we met.
You filled my moments before sleep"
Leaves the reader somewhat unsure though of if you how you feel about her or you guys in general.
I am not quite sure what the interpretation of this poem is supposed to mean, but it still does something to me.
I like it. It rings true to me. I always try to open doors for my girlfriend and pay for stuff, because she does so much for me. She's gotten use to it, I had to make her wait for me to open the door for her, because she walks so fast, at first. But I like it. It reminded me of the time when she made me let her pay for lunch.
its awesome to see your name on this site!
it seems like forever already
i hope everything is going well for you
i adore this piece.
i really do.
i suck at letting boys do anything for me.
well... i promise i am getting better. i even let one boy open doors for me [when every fibre in my being used to scream that i could open my own door lol]
i refuse to let boys try to help me at the petrol station and all.
im a little snot.
but this is wonderful.
its like a whole nother spin on the world for me.
ive never thought of it like this.
and it does seem like a small fee from an appreciative boy...
it seems like a lovely gesture with no thought of personal gain or return and that strikes me as refreshing.
i have to go to bed but please know that i adore this piece