somewhere between apathy and sympathy

By KittyStryker

it's funny.

i actually have to try
to write poetry
about our situation.

i have to sit
and examine
scraps and snippets
of old relationships
in older notebooks
trying to sculpt
some sort of
passion
so i can write
because when i look
at our situation
there is none.

i thought i'd care more.

maybe it's cause
the sex was getting lame
or cause you
were really into math.
but...
i think i wasn't really
in love with you.
i was in love with the thought
of you, and, well
the reality
wasn't nearly
as exciting.

the best
or perhaps
worst
part is-

you broke up with me
i shrugged and walked away
whistling

and now
you're the one scrambling
to keep me on your radar.

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Published on Wednesday, October 27, 2004. Filed under: "Poetry"

Comments on "somewhere between apathy and sympathy"

A former member wrote: Positive Attitude, Faith, Vision, Desire, Goals, all this is extremely important, but nothing happens without ACTION
On Wednesday, November 3, 2004, lordshadow (153) wrote:

I relate to this in an odd way... I liked this a lot.
On Sunday, October 31, 2004, Drifter (265) wrote:

It's been so long... and i've missed this place so. I love this work, and i can't wait until i can roam through all the older works i've missed. Still a favorite - D
On Wednesday, October 27, 2004, murder_in_clubland (384) wrote:

hehe i know how this feels....this is awesome your poetry always has a hint of humour ^.- (wants to come visit you ^.-)~ss
On Wednesday, October 27, 2004, DarkDruidess (313) wrote:

I liked this...great emotional write...
On Wednesday, October 27, 2004, Zhee (529) wrote:

this was absolutely wonderful... and i loved the end.. great write!
On Wednesday, October 27, 2004, agentlemenspromise (42) wrote:

i do that too. apathy is so much prettyer than her sister empathay but sympathy now shes another story...
A former member wrote: Each line is in motion . . powered by your incredible passion for the desire to prove you have no care. The last stanza was brilliant; You have captured the progress of your feelings in so few words. Wonderful. ~ Rose.