03 February 2011

i was told

# 1

i was told to back off from so much interaction
because i was the one who ran away
i should know not to touch that nerve
and not be the one to react because i never seemed to care till i was gone

# 2

i was told you have a migraine and its my fault
because you expected this and nothing less
its "your problem not mine"
so i should not worry about false truths

# 3

i was told you need to slow it down a minute
because you can't deal with it
it's too much ... what's too much?
i believe you used the 3 words that were worse than the real three words

# 4

i was told i deserve better even as i walk away
because there is something i should know
and i know but it doesn't matter because it's already been this way
so it is what it is

# 5

i was told "i heard...and i heard.. and it's so great to .."
and finally of course "i have to go" because it was always too much and it always will be.
and we know that no matter when where or who it won't be how it was.
so it was what it was

# 6

i was told that it's better this way because it's all just too much
because we should not be toxic and that's what this is so forget it
forget it...eleven years of forgetting and it doesn't go away
but it was amazing

# 7

i was told that i was perfect and an apology for circumstances was weakly recited
and in the same breath you ask if i even own a pair of pants or do i always look like this
i never knew short skirts were an affront on a friendship
but apparently my "it is what it is" cut like razors

# 8

i was told this was it and it sounded like summer
because spring and fall were the ones that hurt so summer was promising
until summer fell like boxers around ankles that got kicked onto the floor mat
and summer leads to fall and we all fell down...again

# 9

i was told i should switch over because it's too much trouble to worry about accidents
because even if they knew this was the safe way
the easy way out and it was all good till i walked you home again and again
and you dissappeared into the midwest like you were the # 1

# 10

i was told to remember the early years because they should be valued
but all the pills and tabs and sticks make a blur something like summer
but with more sunsets than sunrises but same aplenty on the rocks
literal rocks that turned liquid as all my summers swam away.

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