A Snowy Heart

I had written so many positive poems about you

Now a sad one just doesn’t feel quite right

You once made my heart feel like a sky, warm, bright, and blue

But it’s now been snowing since last night

You wanted a conversation I didn’t ask to have

Only leading me into a hallway where all doors lead to sad

“What was I feeling?” You wanted to know

Before I knew it, soon would fall the snow

The truth is I liked you, but I made you go first

“I like you a lot.” you started to say

But when you added a “but”, I felt ready to burst

“I’m not ready for a relationship” you said, you’re eyes more serious than ever before

And suddenly I feel myself mourning something I hadn’t even ever asked for

I nod politely and say I respect how you feel

Trying to comfort you while I feel my own mind reel

You shove in more feathers into your duvet of excuses

My ego going more and more purple by all your inflicted bruises

“My friends think I’m not ready” to “I’d give you my all”

All little sayings you use to stall

Stall my realization that you’re just not that into me

Please just let me fully go if you wouldn’t care if I was free

“I don’t want you to feel you have to wait for me” you say, but then again add a “but”

A hint of hope or maybe just stringing me along, either way it hits me hard in the gut

So what is it? Do you want me or not?

There’s only two answers to this question

Which all of your flowery little words are not

But the truth is you didn’t have to answer, you already kind of have

If you really wanted me someday you’d want me now just as bad

If you wanted to you would, I guess it’s time I go

Though I’d like to think I’ve wisely removed you from my heart

I still find you in there, making angels in the snow