Title: Turn Around
by Irene | in writing, poetry
Please
Just turn around
If you simply did that
You'd see everything
My pain as I see you with her
My envy
As I wish it were me
And finally my submission
As I realize that even though I feel incomplete without you
I would never willingly hurt you
Yes you saw me with him but that was just an act
Any fool with eyes could have told you that
I could fault you for how I feel now
Because every time I think I'm free
Of this love-no-this infatuation
I see with another who is not me
Then I am thrown into chaos
It engulfs me
So much so that I fear I may never emerge
Although when I do,
It is so hard to rid myself of that lingering pain
I find I am never truly free
Now I could tell you all of this
If only you would
Just
Turn
Around'
Felt it.........Wrote it.......=].......xX
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