Push & Pull (The Countdown)

J puts on her emo poet wannabe hat again - Proceed with caution! 9 8 7 6 5 4 3 2 1....

You run because you need to be free,
But say that you love only me.

You ask, gently, "Please dear, stay...",
And then, push me away.

I am torn apart,
O' fickle heart.

Stay or leave?
Decide.

Please.


How ah? Too emo? :P
J


PS/
(In case you were wondering) I am ok.... :)

Just wanted to commemorate some feelings into a (rather corny) poem, so that hopefully, I can look back at it and laugh when I get older....
(Also I find the whole poem writing process, strangely?, therapeutic....)

It's funny how sometimes you meet someone,... and you think you have something special, but in the end you cannot reconcile words with actions,.... and there seems to be a slight Jekyll/ Hyde syndrome because the person you see before you seems to turn into someone else when you are not together.

Ah well.

Another scar added but I will survive,
Just another chapter in this journey called life.

(TA DAH! Another corny rhyme - I'm on a roll! *lol*)


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