August 25, 2006

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Played the Fool

How I feel like, "I've been played the fool?"

Months ago...
I started going to the bar in town, Fudgienuckles.
I saw him there.
An acquaintance from my past.
A classmate of whom I've never really spoken to,
But wanted to have a conversation with.
Just to chat and nothing more,
But we never said much more than "Hi!"
"How are you today?"
"That's great."

Until one day,
I just walked in and he bought me a drink.
He then bought me another,
And we began a grand night.
One of laughter,
Conversation,
And friendship.
Until we went for a walk.
Down the streets of town.
He wanted to hold my hand.
I let him hold my hand.
With thoughts piling in my head,
"This is wrong."
"I can't be holding his hand."
"We shouldn't be doing this."
"We're only just friends."
With a hug good bye,
That night was at an end.

But then a month later...
We found another time.
Another time after bar closing.
We went for another walk.
One much longer,
And now he started having my heart.
I flirted with him so.
Holding his hand once again.
Something I once felt was forbidden.
Once the walk came to an end,
And we were 'bout to bid our adieus,
I wanted to kiss him,
But stop in my tracks.
Thinking, "No can't."
"Wrong it will be."
Then he kissed me instead.
And my head said to my heart,
"Wait a minute."
"What's going on?"
"There's something more I'm missing."

But, yet,
We are not together.
He doesn't want me like that,
And I think I'll accept that.
I find that I like him more each day,
And every minute he's around,
But it's obvious that he just wants to fool around.
I have to forget my feelings,
Leave them behind,
'Cause it's not going to go any further.
I'm realizing he's just a player.
And all I ever wanted,
Was just a simple conversation.
Now it's tears I shed,
For something that will never be.
I am the fool.
He played me as the fool.
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