Just read this post and it was powerful and almost… In a way relatable. There are people we are going to meet in our lives good and bad and all sorts of differences will come from each experience. But the one we are waiting for we haven’t met just yet. Great poem I very much enjoyed it!
I know a girl or two.
There’s the girl that will dance.
She will mend your withering bones,
and deduct the sticks from the stones
But the teal and black
will always bring memories back.
There’s the girl that will lie.
Your adolescent hand
held tighter by a broken rubber band.
The queen of “would-be”
indifferently using your insecurity
as a blunt tool of jealousy.
There’s a girl who will give you hope.
Indirectly teaching you everything
while transforming your dreams
into bits of meaningless string.
The apathy with every rainy night,
the cracked fingernails and
every hollowed-out fight.
There’s a girl who will actually care.
She’ll waltz and she’ll swing
and her open wounds will sing.
A hand to help open the cocoon-
the glowsticks that lit up
the unyielding light of the moon.
There’s a girl that will tease.
Opening her scabby heart,
taking a hit,
and a…
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