Stepping outside, and suddenly you’re there
Seeing the unfamiliar,
but we’re breathing familiar air.
Smiling a smile I haven’t seen for ages,
Like an old revisited book, we turn the pages.
I lost it when I saw you, and I ran.
One of the rare times I don’t run away, but toward.
Toward you. Maybe the hugs were awkward,
and perhaps they lasted a tad too long
but I didn’t care who was watching.
Not even your stupid, stupid, friends, because for once I can actually stand them
Maybe I owe you an apology for finding you warm
and oh, my gosh, you are a relief.
Thanks for remembering that I’m doing so well with my scars,
for checking that they’ve faded.
Thanks for being as accepting as ever,
and for laughing at me when required.
Suddenly, I miss you, so I inhale.
Maybe searching for the smell of you that used to be on your jacket,
the jacket I used to wear on late nights,
when I experienced an altogether different type of cold.
I inhale and find some foreign cologne,
and you suddenly smell like nothing.
Is this why we romanticize nothingness?
I can’t find my mind,
but I’m happy you stopped by.
Hello loves! It’s me, Queertastic 🙂 I know, I’ve been super duper MIA, it’s just cause exams are happening and my laptop got crunked! Well, I’m back now and my laptop is as well! (I’m finally complete. I was so empty without my laptop). Recently, my ex revisited. I haven’t seen him in six months, and yes, I was happy to see him- I was also confused, amused, oddly warm, and at the end of it I was convinced he snagged that special place in my heart. As a friend, as an ex, as a whatever- there’s always going to be this tiny corner just for him. This poem was just me trying to get things out as briefly as possible, I’ll possibly be posting about it later (not that anyone cares, but I want to get it all out of me nonetheless!) I’m aware this poem has no structure and NO direction but eh, as I said earlier, I had to get it out there.