I'm sure you sleep just fine without me.
After all, why wouldn't you?
We're just friends.
I'm sure you never lay awake
Tossing and searching for my body,
Coming up with only a pillow.
You never dream about
My warm breath on your chest,
My hands in your hair,
My lips on your neck.
You never think about our nights,
Nights that I have memorized,
The nights my wild heart stayed awake for,
While you slept in my bed calmly: In, Out. In, Out.
The nights I watched you and crumbled
Each time you absently pulled me in
Or mumbled into my hair about how good I smell.
I'm sure you are sleeping just fine there
While I am here,
Clutching each of our secret moments
With a ferocity that you wouldn't understand.
You're sleeping just fine without me.
And why not?
We're only friends.
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This is really, really nice.
ReplyDeleteThis is really, really sad. Whoever wrote this needs to a) grow some balls and tell her how he feels, or b) realize that he's been friend-zoned and it will never go anywhere.
ReplyDeleteor maybe the just needed to say this to help them understand what to do with the position their in. the world is not black and white things are never as cut and dry as the young view them to be.
ReplyDeleteI think a girl wrote it. She said "my head in your chest" and "how good my hair smells"
ReplyDeleteI feel ya.
I just Stumbled on this poem, and I'm in the same situation. It's horrible loving someone who doesn't feel the same way. :/
ReplyDeleteI Stumbled here as well, and I'm feeling like this poem could've been written by me.
ReplyDeleteA stumbler as well. Perhaps older than most out here. Sad that "our world" (here in North America) believes that one man can only show intimate love for one woman, and that a woman can only show intimate love for one man....at a time that is. That is our social "norm". Or perhaps it would be more correct to say our social "abnorm". Because in other societies, in other cultures, in other countries, it is the "norm" that intimate love is a shared joy, shared by all; and not withheld from others in a contemptuous possesive way; love that goes unshared with others, some of who literally "die" from "starvation" for some love, some affection, some tenderness, even a simple loving touch.
ReplyDeleteI'm not sure who wrote the song; it was sung by folk artist Glen Yarborough; the lyrics (in part); "How many hearts die for want of a word....When your own breathing is the nights' only sound, how low is lonely, how deep is down?"
I stumbled onto this as well as others have said.... it was the first site I was taken to tonight. It is pretty ironic because my boyfriend and I are going through a very tough time and just decided yesterday that we are better as "just friends" even though we live together.
ReplyDeleteWhoever wrote this... you are not alone. I promise!
In the same situation
ReplyDeleteAnother lonely stumbler,
good to know I'm not alone.
same here.
ReplyDeleteAnother lonely stumbler. Gosh, somebody just hit the nail on the head with this poem. I know exactly how it feels to be longing for someone when it seems they couldn't care less. I have hope that one day we wont be alone anymore.
ReplyDeletecompletely in the same place..i guess this is the case for a lot more of us than we thought huh! it's nice to know i'm not alone! :)
ReplyDeleteI as well stumbled onto this and I am in completely the same situation. I am madly in love with my ex who thought that we should just be friends and it is getting harder and harder to put up the front that I am ok with being just friends. I am very good about showing people that i have moved on and that i can be friends with her, but that is not the case and now she has moved on to another guy. We are in the same year and same major at college and she is my best friend in our major so I dont want to ruin that relationship by saying how I feel. And the guy that she is dating is her best friend from home. I feel like i wasn't good enough for her and that is tearing me up inside. Im at the point where i feel like i have to tell her for my own well being...
ReplyDeleteI really think it's better to tell her how you're feeling. It's better than (possibly) being invited to her wedding and wondering forever "what if" I had told her how I felt? Would I be the man standing in front of her? Hope this helps!
Deletethis poem is the current situation I am in. I loved the poem. It was lovely and also made me think.
ReplyDeleteWhat a beautiful poem. I just ran out of ideas. I guess I have to make peace with the fact that we are only friends...
ReplyDeleteA Stumbler too... so hard to still be in love with someone who just see you as a friend anymore...
ReplyDeleteI also stumbled upon this poem, and I can show some contrast to most people here. I myself am actually on the other side of this, having been loved and not felt the same way for my friend. Sometimes, it's just as hard to know your friend has feelings you can't reciprocate. I always wish the best for them, and hope they understand that whatever is meant to be will be, and that they move on and find love somewhere else. I know that's easier said than done, but I just want to see my friends happy and not stuck on something that will not be.
ReplyDeleteStumblers Unite! I definitely feel the writer on this one. Its hard to love someone and wonder if they even give a damn about you.
ReplyDeleteoh my gosh this is exactly how i feel and i couldnt have written it any better. its crazy that so many people are going through the same thing as me. We all just need to move on and if it's meant to be, they will come looking for us :) God has a plan for everyone and one day someone will walk into your life and you will realize why it never worked out with anyone else.
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