Lost At C

It was a day like no other
I was just sittin’ around, which isn’t surprising because it’s all I do
Everyone I knew was busy, but my gut told to me hang around as long as I could
Didn’t see the point because I knew nothing good would come to me
Yeah, it was a day like any other—March 19th to be exact

But that all changed when you called out of the blue
For once someone had called me without my calling first
I knew it had to be a sign
You wanted me to come hang out because it was your sweet sixteen
I came willingly, because it was the least I could do

Been six months since I last saw you, and I guess I still have a soft spot for you
Hangin’ out turned into a sleep over because we needed time to catch up
I missed you so much…
The feeling must’ve been mutual and then…
Well, honestly ok, why speak about it? You were right there with me

If my confidant only knew…
See, only they know what I’ve been wanting for so long and even aided my scheme 
And the funny thing is that you weren’t the one apart of that equation
My whole world changed in the heat of that one moment…
The jury told me the first time wouldn’t be anything special

What the fuck do they know anyway?
It was magical and I’ll never forget this day
So why is it that I’m having such a hard time falling asleep?
There you are, sleeping as sound as an infant and insomnia’s got the best of me
I want so bad to write about it…but you made me vow

It’s not like we’re dating, nor do we plan on getting serious
So what’s the big deal? And why do I feel like I made a mistake?
The jury never warned me about these guilty feelings I have
I feel like I took advantage of you, even though we both wanted it
Somehow I managed to get to sleep…

And all I could think about was the one I fell for
Isn't it funny how one event can make you contemplate so much?
Because now I feel I may have wronged the one I fell for
But it’s not like I’m dating anyone; my conscious is free
What we did doesn’t consummate a relationship

But I guess I understand you wanting to keep it a secret and all
You’re only sixteen…
What was I thinking? It’s not like I was driven solely by hormones
I’m in love with someone else…
Is guilt supposed to come with this giant step?

But what do you know? Hell, what do I know?
You and I are both firsts…
The jury never mentioned this
And all I can think about…
The one I love

Well, somehow the night passed before my eyes
Don’t think I slept too much because I had a lot on my mind
You woke up acting brand new
Didn’t last night happen at all?
So why the hell are you being this way?

I broke my morals so the least I deserve is some kind of interaction
Your fuckin’ silence doesn’t justify anything
Don’t try to act like nothing’s changed because everything has
And why the hell are you avoiding me?
There is much to be discussed

But the even bigger mystery is why I’m the one taking it so seriously
There was no passion there, just a friendship at the foundation
Is it still even standing now that you’ve moved on so fast?
Suppose this whimsical development of mine leads to me falling for you
Then I’ll really feel like shit because you changed all of my plans

Well, I guess the jury was somewhat right
Now I’m stuck in limbo…
I feel like I wronged the one I’ve come to love
Even though we were never dating, the possibility was still there
Now I can’t even face the one freaky thing in my freaky little world that actually makes sense

So now here I am, on the brink of breaking down
I feel sick; disgusted…I want to cry so bad
I didn’t want this; the emotions are too much
We really need to discuss the other night…
Why do you ignore my calls?

Why won’t you talk to me?
Was this all apart of your scheme?
You said your sixteenth birthday sucked
Like mine was any better
But the two of us made it interesting

The least I deserve is being able to talk this out
I have a lot I need to get off my chest
There’s one thing I need to get straight
And I don’t care if this is your way of telling me that we won’t do this any more
You already know that your secret is safe

Why won’t you let us talk this thing out?
I can’t eat, I can’t sleep…
No I’m not in love, but I feel as if I betrayed the one I had meant to save myself for
I need to know if this meant nothing…I want it to be nothing because then I won’t feel so bad
Tell me something…

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