Another Note To Romeo Poem by Kat Smith

My eyes
They hurt
My head
That hurt too
My back
Yes
My teeth
Yup
Everything
I went thought all that I could feel
Check
Check
Check
Check
Check
And finally we got to my heart
Who, along with my brain
Was my most valuable asset
That
Well that was a very different type of pain
It was the type of pain you could quite place
The type of hurt you couldn’t cure
But I knew who would
Romeo
Romeo could cure me
With his laugh
And his smile
He could cure me
With his arms
Wrapped around me
He could cure me
Eyes
Yes
My head
Yup
All of that
He could with his love cure all of me
Every ounce of me
He could reach inside of me and make it all better
Love
Yes that hurt
Only it wasn’t a part of me
I did have ‘’a love’’
I was in love
Balls deep in it
And damn did it hurt
Kind of like a drug
I was addicted but when I was unaffected
Uninfluenced
Unloved
I still hurt
Fiery pain I hurt
DEAR LORD ABOVE is I in pain
Dear lord of above me was in love
And secretly I enjoyed it
The pain, I mean
I was such a sucker for the never ending sting of rejection
Because it always allowed for a little ounce of hope
He might like me
She might like me
They might love me back
Only, they don’t
They don’t love me
For anything
Not my eyes and hair
Not my skin
Not an ounce
Not a pound of me
No, no they don’t
They don’t love me
Not for anything
Not for my scars
Not for my past
Not for the bags I carry
No
But I can hope
Oh yes I can look into their eyes and see this that aren’t even there
I can imagine whimsical outings
And majestic dates
I can imagine a powerful love
With my Romeo
But alas I am only Rosaline
Only
Rosaline
Not the beautiful Juliet whoms countless admires cause me no envy
But whoms lover
I love
So I plead with thee Romeo
I beg thee Romeo
Romeo
Romeo
Where art thou Romeo?
Love me Romeo
I can love you now