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Weekend to a Weak-End

Updated on October 9, 2014

My days are at a weak end searching for meaning…

My heart was taken unexpectedly…

But all this is so confusing due to the short duration…

The feeling I once held for a significant other is gradually going into a matter of inflation…

Slowly, slowly, slowly…fading away…

Due to this fantasy…this woman…

A dream that I have quite frequently, searching for that perfect companionship…

Trying to visualize her face but the image was always blurry…

Could this be her…

I fell weak and my heart got taken…

What went wrong…

The look in her eyes had me beyond hypnotized…

The feel of her sexy frame…

To classy for Apple Bottom jeans…

She had the blood flowing hot through my veins…

Her motive maintains…

I’m trying to imagine “when” through her hour glass…

Damn, she got me…

We both came in with the intentions of seeking a night of pleasure hoping not to be disappointed…

But I tell you…

God has an odd way of doing things…

I’m thinking…

How did I get to this weak end…

Where I’m feeling pain from a deep passion that I carry for someone I just met last weekend…

She stimulates my mind in so many ways…

I’m thinking I’ll be a fool to stray…

Especially after thinking about days of feeling restless when your arrival was delayed…

Damn, maybe we should have gone straight to the room…

Skip the breakfast that just provided more time to look into each others eyes…

Skip the intellectual conversations…

Straight to the room…

Skip the romance…

Just take your clothes off…

Skip the foreplay…

Let’s just get off…

Damn…

Yeah…

Yeah, we assumed…

Thinking things will be so easy…

Something went wrong and now we’re caught up in this bond…

That now seem like it could be love at first sight…

But…unfortunately the image is still not bright…

A portion of my heart is putting up a fight…

Not wanting to hurt someone that did not deserved to be hurt…

Trying to offer this other a chance realizing that I may lose out on my ultimate chance of happiness…

But where is my happiness…

That’s where I’m confused…

Wanting to devote my all to the one that mentally stimulates me the most…

Or do I go with the one that has a portion of my heart but have been ghost…

I’m lost…

Confused…

Mentally discombobulated…

Eyes heavy from holding in manly tears…

The wrong decision I fear…

So now I’m on the weak end having to make a decision this weekend…

I pray that this is right because I’m tired of trying to figure out if I will ever fall in love…

Putting so much thought into this decision that my brain is exhausted and filled with pain…

No genie to decide for me...

But I’m now hearing my heart talking to me…

You been gone to long…

Far too long…

And I regret falling back…

I’m hoping you didn’t move on…

Wishing my thoughts can bring you back so I can return to not having restless nights...

Back to feeling relaxed…

I fear being hurt and I know you feel the same…

I want to experience love…

But only with you I feel this will be gained…

So I guess this is like a plea begging you to come back to me…

Forgive me for being stupid and letting you leave…

Reality is…

I’m seriously falling for you babe…

And it might just be love…

We both agree…

Something special happened last weekend...

Now I’m on the weak end wishing you will take me back…


NoV'eD the Novelist


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      Tee 3 years ago

      Great job. .. this poem is DEEP!