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Strings and Notes (Poem)

Updated on May 5, 2014
Strum along to the beat of your heart
Strum along to the beat of your heart | Source

It’s hard to see you

No faced and silent

Whilst in your highest

Wrapped in strings and notes


Incomprehensive

Yet so expected

This, questioning why

I’m out of your league


Hardly expressive

Though dominative

Rotten confusion

And overdue love


Through pandemonium

Of chaotic songs

Longing your sound waves

To go along mine


Over reactive

This nonsensical

Shadow of thoughts

Silenced affection


g.m.

Don't let your song fade away.
Don't let your song fade away. | Source

I wrote this while I watched him play the guitar, his back faced to me, about ten feet away. For some reason I don't know, I got this longing feeling on two things: first, to hug him tightly from behind (I know. It's so cliche, but whatever). I knew I that would not be possible, so I settled for the second longing feeling: to write this poem.

Ever since he started to play, it has always been like this. Him, putting all concentration on playing, and me, trying hard not to put all concentration on him. Then, that's where the sappy and sentimental things come in. It's an endless cycle.

This is for you, and you know that.

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