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Live Rather Than Walk

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When we first met, my mind was young
My waistline was size six to nine
My hemline was above my skinny knees
You were twenty and I was eighteen;

I wore my wicked blue bottom jeans,
I remember you tried your best to
Look and dress like James Dean
Rebelling without a cause (:) xoxo
But nervous as a raccoon,
You seem to hide behind a dark moon:

I know that something was there,
At that point in time, somehow I didn’t care;
Here today, I seem to be feuding about
those missing years, where unwanted thoughts
became, unwanted time of tears:

Images of you, my factory of thoughts,
Feuding over love and hate battle misfortunes
Why did you choose her?
Why did I choose the best escape route?

But, as the saying goes, true love
Find its way back to it the base and safely lands

When we first met, my mind was young
My waistline was size through nine,
My short was close to my rear end,
I only thought of you as just a friend:

Live, rather than walk:
Smile rather than frown
Keep pressing forward
And never look back Jack!

© 2018 Annie

Comments

Hoopyloopy on August 01, 2020:

I really enjoyed this thank you

Linda Rogers from Minnesota on March 11, 2018:

I liked the story type of poetry & your message of living for today. Not all relationships work but we always learn lessons from them.

Frank Atanacio from Shelton on March 10, 2018:

I enjoyed your message in a poetic voice wonderful

Audrey Hunt from Idyllwild Ca. on March 10, 2018:

Never look back is a good message. Today is what counts. Living in the moment is empowering. I like your poem!