Don't Take This to Heart

It's not like you to be this way,

And I don't get what you're trying to convey.

But it's something I'm not that familiar with.

 

It's not like in one touch

I'll somehow come undone,

Into the feeling that's probably not right.

 

I'm still surprised that you deal with me,

But I seem to bring you so much glee.

Do you even know you're that way in my eyes?

God...what am I thinking?

 

All of you actions are confusing me.

 

Encouraging words that you say

Seems like flattery in a sense.

But I should know better 

Than to think this way, oh,

Why is it so hard to convey,

That this plays no big part,

That my heart knows nothing at all.

If I ever say this,

Don't try to take it, oh no.

 

Can you please tell me how I affect you?

Oh god,

No, don't think in that way.

I'm trying to find the right words to say.

Though please forget what I asked.

You shouldn't care anyway.

This is not fun to play

While you look at me

With those curious eyes.

 

Thinking back to the days of old,

When we were both feeling bold,

In a sense that nothing could stop us. 

 

We didn't need to touch

To help us understand 

That we wouldn't find anyone to replace us.

 

But then the thoughts seem to come my way.

Oh, what good is having emotions come into the fray?

Like hell you'd even think the same as I,

Don't listen to what I said.

 

So I'll go at it maybe one more time.

Throw the grenade and try to hide

Away from what damage I could make.

Why be so troublesome

Every time I fall for you?

The fact I can't translate you words

Doesn't make me feel understanding.

So try to not take a glance 

Into how you put this heart in a trance,

And inside my mind.

 

It's not like it's bothering you.

But I feel you give me mixed signals.

I doubt you're suspecting anything.

Anything my thoughts could create. 

Can I take a step back 

To release what I feel?

Cause this heart can't tell 

What it is to you.

 

All of your actions are confusing me

 

Say all of those encouraging words to me.

Is it even flattery?

And I know I should know better

Than for me to show you the way I feel, oh

But why do I find it so hard for me to convey?

This shouldn't play a big part,

Though I don't blame you.

Please don't listen to what I said.

Thoughtless words don't count.

 

And I never meant to make 

My situation seem so

Hard to break.

You don't get that I

Have to stop my way

Of thinking so I won't cry.

Let's try to not take this to heart.

This poem is about: 
Me

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