I’m a hopeless romantic
Going about my day worrying about the love of my life
Guess I’m just wondering where he’s at
Spent too much time wanting a past love
You know, like the kinds from the 90s
The ones we all grew up watching
Laura and Urkel
Martin and Gina
Dwayne and Whitley
Claire and cliff Huxtable
The types of love that made the black community so proud to see in the tv box, but failed to actually play it out in real life
I admit it, I’m a hopeless romantic
Sometimes I want to send 1…4…3
And have it sent back to me
Sometimes I want the silly conversations and the spillings of emotions without hesitation
Yeah, I’ve always wished I was the
Gabrielle Union
Sanaa Latham
Jada Pinkett
Meagan Goode
Girl who always was pretty and no matter how humiliated she could ever possibly look
Be the most gorgeous girl flailing in the brook
But the mirror does not lie and every time I face its glare I am reminded of my reality
Where mothers aren’t always understanding and fathers never leaving
Family truly loving and friends that stick by your side no matter how hard times get
Yes, I’m the hopeless romantic
Who dreams of her own personal Love Jones
Where you love me until the end of time
Time is just a word because when we’re together it feels as though we have all the time in the world
Your smile slows it
In your arms, for me, is a moment of eternity
You see cause that’s where I’m free to be me
Whether distraught or angry your eyes tell me that you love me even when your mouth dares not speak
In this groove of vulnerability, I see a soul that truly cares for me
And with my messed-up ways and frustrating days I have the tendency to switch it all up
And not in the good way
My lightning speed, train of thoughts has a way of escaping from my lips and then its regret that I feel
Cause now you know that I’m insecure of anything even remotely real
Its true, cause real is such a foreign thing, that when it appears I assume it’s a fraud like everyone else
So, please forgive me, if I push you away momentarily
It’s a state of mental rejection that I must overcome
No matter the fear and phantom pains I feel
(IN PROGRESS)
I’m (a hopeless romantic) [like] a passing shadow, moving along in life, gracing lives and leaving behind no memory
For I am the passing shadow that no one pays attention to
The outline of myself being trampled upon when the sun makes an appearance
But yet I’m so desperately wanted when the clouds begin to dance
Dance upon the floor of my heart while I soak up the pain drummings that doth make my blood pump
Veins full of blue ink that stains my paper red
Let me be chalked up for all the world to see
Encircled by the numeric value of my life ending story
Jacketed lead piercings decorate my body
Such a stand still moment
My soul left my body
As I gaze into the distance
Fixated on everything, yet nothing at all
I see every edge and curve of the city
All rise for the honorable judge
Will I receive complete justice?
Actions and words will be tested and tried
Eternity will be set into the pattern of history
My thread streaming a unique design into the pattern of history
But all the while you were there next to me
Unafraid and standing strong
Baring all right along with me
I finally knew that you really love me
Yet, the thought terrifies me beyond mine and your imagination
Yeah, I’m that hopeless romantic that waste her time hoping that her life was a fairy tale
With a royal prince to save her from slaveristic ways
But that’s why I’m a hopeless romantic
Because I live in the now and not a stupid fantasy set in the 90's
About the Creator
Crown Nobl3
Poetry is my silent voice.
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