I meant to grab your hand
I meant to grab your hand but it was in your pocket
I meant to grab your hand but you didn't want me toWe were on a date but what does one do on a date when transitioning from friends?
We were on a date but I was too nervous to flirt with you
We were on a date but you wanted to leave before even giving us a chanceI needed time to warm up
I needed time to warm up but there wasn't any
I needed time to warm up but didn't know how to tell you thatI thought about this date constantly before it happened
I thought about this date, about what we'd do, what I'd say
I thought about this date, and what would happen afterFriend-zoned on the Ferris wheel of which you sat opposite of me
Friend-zoned on the Ferris wheel where I planned to kiss you
Friend-zoned on the Ferris wheel where my expectations shatteredI played it off so well
I played it off, said I was fine with it being either way
I played it off and held back tears until they could fall freely in my roomI wanted to hold your hand and tell you you looked beautiful and kiss you gently and watch your face redden in delight
I wanted to be braver, less awkward, a cooler version of myself
I wanted to spend hours cuddling studying each-others faces saying things only we could hearI know that I should have flirted more
I know I should have been more assertive
I know I should have shown you how much I actually caredI was scared to show my true feelings
I was scared to give too much away
I was scared of messing this up and my fear messed it up anywayI hate myself for fumbling this hard
I hate myself for getting my expectations up
I hate myself for thinking a date with a girl could be any differentI know I make an amazing partner
I know you could have had that if you'd just let me warm up some more
I know deep down it never would have worked (Dec 25, 2023)
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Learning Curves: A Poetry Collection
ΠοίησηMy inner, un-filtered monologue. May be triggering (mentions of suicidal ideation, self-harm, addiction, SA, and more)