Why would you stay so long, the brunch is gone--the rain has stopped
And I can't come off sentimental; don't want you to think I care
Pleasantries, but no high moments, your contentment has me shocked
No Luke warm, but it's not the right time to show my feeling are scorching hot
Just keep on catching up and the elephant in the room will be revealed
So, I just started this awkward poem and I just can't get a groove. Production copywriting does that. It drains creativity. I'm a machine. No love. No thought. I hate it. I'd love to write a poem, but I can't. Maybe my mind will be clearer after this vacation. A week of rest.
I'm trying to figure out how to say I love you. I've said it before, but I don't think I've ever truly meant it. It was convenience and courtesy. It was going off a notion full of lies. You can't take away love, but if you realize you never knew that person to begin with, how could you love him? Anyhow, I am plagued with telling my friend I love him. But this is the thing, I don't even know if we're friends anymore. I don't even know what I mean, if anything at all.
How do I start the conversation? With a, "Can I be honest?" The funny thing is, I don't even care if the feelings are mutual. I just don't want to leave word unspoken. The again we're in two different time zones. So there's that.
