A committed girl finds her mind wandering further than it should, about another boy who’s supposed to be just her friend. Deep inside, she nurses the thought of being with him, but too much stands in their way. She knows how complicated emotions can make things. So amidst light flirts and ‘just kidding’ advances, the lines are well defined, the limits are clear. Then one day she wakes up, with her defenses breached.
You were supposed to be just a friend
What’s your business this side of my heart?
This was a stick and stone fight
So what’s that grenade doing in your hands?
You turned a thin line into a clean slate
And now I’m not sure, was I the catch or the bait?
You laced my days with so much of you
That your absence feels like me gone commando.
What’s the punch line to this joke?
What’s the catch to this phrase?
It was white, now the yolk
Was a jog, now a chase.
Can it end if it didn’t start?
Or did it start, but just in my mind?
Is this a visit or are you here to stay?
Did you plan this, or you strayed here?
I’ve got to quit doing this
Asking questions I have no right asking
And dread hearing answers to.
Forget the if onlys and the why nots
Forget that incomplete checklist
And pack out of this side of my heart.
Benjamin Anyan (c) 2012
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