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Year 2: Day 127 – I Never Stole Your Boyfriend

I never stole your boyfriend-
never really-
all those times
we yanked him back and forth
or let him loose.

I knew he was yours
but I swear,
that first time,
I waited
’til you let him go.

But he was never really mine-
never really-
I could hear his wheels aching
in the middle of the night;
though his heart was in my hands
it thought of you.

And it doesn’t matter now-
not really-
all those times
we yanked him back and forth
or let him loose;

we were just kid gladiators
scuffling for a prize
that neither of us wanted
after all.

It doesn’t matter now-
not really-
but years later
it still has a place with me.

All our hearts
got so torn up and mangled;
where there was love
we turned it into sport,

and though I won that battle
I lost too much
and so did he,
so much was broken
we could never put to rights.

In the end, it stays with me,
how hard I fought
to win that war
because it was no triumph,
not a victory at all.

In the end, it stays with me,
how hard I fought
to win that war
because
I never stole your boyfriend-
never really.

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4 thoughts on “Year 2: Day 127 – I Never Stole Your Boyfriend

  1. Reblogged this on delveawhile with me and commented:
    It’s just so simple, amazing and pure. That’s what poetry should be like. A simple conversational rhythm of ideas. This has the power and the simplicity to create a space, that you can enter and share with the poet.

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