A poem about straight crushing.

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I know

some friends

Who unravel,

some lovers

Who disassemble

When separated.

Stubborn, unyielding, selfish

Me

aches

when you are

away, elsewhere

With her

and I wander aimlessly,

looking for something, somebody

equally stimulating

challenging

hurtful

to entertain

Me.

I refuse

to unravel or disassemble.

I refuse

to crumble

Implode.

I refuse

to examine, identify

why I like you

why I miss you

want you.

Miss you

Want you

Still

I wish I could

Be

A part

Of your life

To invite you

into mine.

Until

then

I wait

to hear from you.

I refuse

refuse.

Stubborn

Unrelenting

Selfish,

because I want you

but I won’t admit

that I want you

Instead

I’ll say to myself,

“I am still whole.”

Born and raised in CA. Film, literature, music, poetry, mostly gay/queer/GSM topics. Stick around if I haven’t bored you yet.

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