Lovers

A guy on my left

A guy on my right

Both here and then not

my heart twists with each conversation

As I allow myself to rise above the clouds

Falling deeper into this game

unsure of my next move

Pushing one away then pulling him back

Getting tangled in a web of heartstrings with the other

My life crumbling around me 

I hold on tight to the two boys

who keep me from going towards 

the light

This poem is about: 
Me

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