What do you see in that girl?
She couldn’t be me, not that girl you see
And hear in your sleep, the girl you believe
Is the light of the sun and the secrets from the deep.
When you wake from your sleep, and a flower creeps
Up the latticework to your windowpane,
Do you see me in the sun-kissed petals?
When you see me in the hall, what do you think about?
Are you praying in your mind that I might come around and see your smile,
Light your world on fire
Take the fatal sting of love unrequited
And turn it into gossamer veils and pure gold rings?
Let me tell you one thing.
Everything you hear?
Tricks of the ear. Everything you see?
Delusions running free—this I say,
I hope you’ll see and come to learn some day
As you trek away from me:
I am not a goddess,
I am not your future wife,
I am not beautiful,
Smart,
Lovely,
INNOCENT,
The paragon of women,
I am not intelligent (though I’d prefer to be),
You speak in soliloquy when you talk to me
With compliments and shamed apology.
Call me not your “girlfriend!”
You spew a web of lies you yourself cannot detect!
In retrospect I surely could have managed
Had I said my goodbyes when you said your hellos.
But that is not the case; I could do without
Your awkward embrace and slop-shoveling face.
How dare you think about a girl
So much she turns to fancy!
You can’t say why you love me?
Then you’re no good to me—
Take your wretched tongue of lies
That you think are the truth,
And get to walking, go on, step!
Just gave your ass the boot. |
Submission Name: Not Your Girl
