You're just a friend
A poet is born
It has been awhile since I religiously wrote poetry. Yet, it is something I enjoyed and still do occasionally. When I was younger, back in 2002, I decided as a way of mental healing, I would write a poem daily (or at least try) as a means to sort through some personal issues I was having. So I filled several pages of notebook paper with poetry in a variety of different styles, emotions, and feelings.
However, that notebook disappeared long ago, probably lost in a moving box and misplaced. Recently, it turned up again as I was sorting through a box of papers and old notebooks. While most of the notebooks had been cleared out, this one notebook still had several different poems and story synopsis written inside. This was definately a treasure to find and while I realize most of these poems are dark in nature and reflect a very hard time in my life, it was still fun to read through them.
As I mentioned earlier, this poem was written during a very hard time in my life. At the time I was a single mom in the Army. My daughter was born earlier in the year and due to stresses, my husband and I split up. With my husband and I both living in different states, working through relationship issues can prove very tiresome and very confusing.
To complicate situations even worse, several of "our" friends were male. Since I worked in a small unit with upper enlisted, friends from my unit were few. My husband's circumstances were different. He had several people in his unit that he could be friends with. Unfortunately, the vast majority of them were single males. Even though he was gone, they still remained my friends. Some may have gotten other ideas though with him out of the picture at the time.
This poem was written about a friend who wanted more...
Just a Friend - Biz Markie
You're Just a Friend
You've stuck me in a corner
Put me in a situation
The story has been told a thousand times
Yet you never listen
You are nothing more than a friend
I trust in you - talk to you
But will you ever comprehend
You will never - can never - be more than a friend
You push yourself upon me
Buying flowers and gifts
But the situation can never be
Me wanting you is just a myth
There is someone else in my life
He will always come first
Feelings are confusing, but not mutual
It is I who is cursed
I know you want me
But the timing is all wrong
I wish you could only see
With me you don't belong
You can't buy my love
It isn't a prize
You can never be with me
This shouldn't be a surprise
So just say goodbye
Tomorrow is another day
This isn't a lie
Just go Away!
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