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Why Don't You Like Me

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I Thought We Were Friends

I admit I haven't been the nicest to you lately

There were times when friends called and I left you hanging

It wasn't right

Then other times family comes over I shut you out

I didn't know what to say

I didn't know what to do

I was scared

I know you don't show emotion like me

If you are scared you never let me know

Over the years I have enjoyed our time to together so much

I want you to know and I will tell other people I know

You are a big part of my life

I couldn't have come this far without you

You make me laugh,smile and sometimes get me so mad

It is times like this I feel we should of talked it out

Instead of me walking away and storming off

Saying things I know you can hear

Letting you get all bottled up inside

That one day you will explode

It is not fair to you

But I didn't know any other way till now

Then it dawned on me

Talk it out

Even if the problem isn't entirely resolved

It may be better

I can remember when I didn't know you

Life was so much different

I would wake up and go on with my day

Doing everything I could possibly do

Then technology changed

My life changed

You were not just at someone else's house

You were at mine

We developed a long relationship

That started off slow

Then instead of seeing each other a few minutes each day

It became hours

Not just on my days off or weekends

But every day and all times of the day

There were times we needed a vacation from each other

That seemed o.k. to both of us

So for four weeks a year we would go our separate ways

I would usually travel

You preferred to stay at home and sleep

But we got along

Then when we seen each other again

It was like we couldn't keep our eyes off each other

I would wake up early

You would be up late

There was no time that wasn't good for us

Until recently I feel disconnected

I want to be close and you won't let me in

If it is something I did ?

Please let me know

Type it out in bold letters if you don't want to tell me

No matter what I do

You don't want to make it work

I say sweet things to you

Please, please just this once

What I really mean is right now

I need you more than ever

I log on to the computer

Then you get all cold

You are not trying

I can't get to the sights we have always been

A blank screen comes up time and time again

Please lets try to do it over

You are my computer

You might be seven years old

I don't want to buy another one

The new computers do a lot more

With ten times the speed

I am happy what we have always had

Can't we go back to the way it was ?

I don't need fancy and expensive

I need something I can trust and yes always reliable

You know all my secrets

I have told nobody else

I know you show your age

It doesn't matter

I have a lot more wrinkles and aches too

See we have both aged gracefully over time

We are made for each other

I will log on again

This time you are slower than before

I think you may be under the weather

A virus got you down

I am not going to lose my temper

I will come back later when you are feeling better


Comments

DREAM ON (author) on August 24, 2018:

Michael-Milec I am alright going without the computer. The ease of putting information and stories online becomes unnecessarily hard. An outdated computer refuses to take updates and bogs down the computer even more. Lack of memory space keeps me from moving forward. I return to writing by hand until the problem is resolved. I can go on other computers and access my account. Where there is a will there is a way. Thank you for reading and sharing. Your tips are always wise and informative. Happy Friday.

Michael Milec on August 23, 2018:

At times we open ourselves to vulnerability letting season and moments to influence our reasonings .( I know , I do) That's why I could identify with flow of your poem. Isn't it just a part of a maturing process regarding computer which is taking over scheduling daily routine ?! Suggested days without computer might be healthy beneficial intention..

DREAM ON (author) on August 22, 2018:

Yancosky Many things keep changing and I keep writing to reveal a little more of me. I dig into my heart to uncover a love that is willing to express the good and the bad. Highlighting the good and accepting unfortunate circumstances and making them better. I try to stay true to myself and the people that make every day incredible. People come and go in our lives. The people that stick around through thick and thin are friends to the end.Thank you for reading my thoughts and dreams. It is so nice to see you and I hope you are doing fine. Hope your night brings you unlimited joy.

DREAM ON (author) on August 22, 2018:

Shannon Henry I have also lost pictures on the computer. I was told I could reboot the computer and it would work again. It came at a cost. I didn't know you can go to a computer specialist and they can retrieve old pictures even if the computer doesn't work once you reboot it is all gone. Now people put pictures in the cloud. Safe and sound. Thank you for reading and sharing.Have a great night.

BBYCGN from Uninhabited Regions on August 22, 2018:

Nice description of your feelings, Dream On. Another impressive poem, by you!

Tamara

Shannon Henry from Texas on August 22, 2018:

Personally, I don't much like change when it comes to trusted electronics. But I have had to get new ones due to loss of some sort, like it or not. Unfortunately, this last time I lost some personal documents that I can't get back and need.

DREAM ON (author) on August 22, 2018:

Shannon Henry I try to lead my reader down the path. Did you pick up on the key points that had an underlying meaning ? I tried to reel you in and hoped you bite. I got a couple of nibbles you were my first catch. Thank you for having fun. A rainy day here and I can think of nothing better than making people smile. Has this happened to you ? Did you upgrade to a better computer or did you hang on to old faithful? Have a great day.

Shannon Henry from Texas on August 22, 2018:

You are getting good syntheses surprise twists in the story.