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On This Black Chair

I sit inside and I creep you
Think about all the ways you could have been
And should have been mine

About the moments back then when you were there right under my nose and yet not even a sideways glance I gave

About the moments back then when we might have stared at each other for an extended second and then blinked it off

Returned to our lives as normal
Indifferent.

I wonder how different your life would have been
Mine
Two ships in the night
But this time sailing together
Not just passing each other by
I play out my fictional life with you
Realize that I don't even really want it
I'm glad for you
Happy that you're happy living in a blissful state of ignorance

It's so satisfying
Mystifying
Gratifying.

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nouseforaname

@nouseforaname

thoughts from a young, black mind on a rampage β€’ toronto girl β€’ quarter century β€’ harsh truth teller β€’ realist β€’ ssw β€’ urbanite β€’ concert kid β€’ "poet" β€’ hardcore reader β€’ writer β€’ blogger β€’ http://nousepoetry.tumblr.com β€’

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Comments & Feedback (16)

Feels kinda forlorn....? πŸ˜”πŸ˜’ 😘

lol / it was meant to be more envious I guess; if it came across as forlorn I hope it's forlorn in an imaginary sense.. I felt like I embodied the mood of spiteful or something but even that's wrong lol @MrsS

Ach, we all read different things into our pieces due to being in different situations / being from different backgrounds, etc, etc... That's just my take on it πŸ˜‰πŸ˜˜ Loved it nonetheless πŸ‘

lol true! thanks for reading @MrsS you're the bomb ;)

Love this and definitely came across as envy πŸ‘β€

Perhaps I'm not a very envious person in this respect? (I'm not very competitive...) But hey - I'm the bomb!!! βš‘πŸ’£βš‘ That sounds awesome, cheers!!!! πŸ˜‰πŸ˜˜

lol y'all! Thanks @sjw ;)

@MrsS lmao! Your definitely the bomb πŸ’£πŸ˜‚πŸ˜˜

@sjw Thanks hon, but looking at the facts, I'd say you certainly look more of a 'bomb' than I do - I look more like the aftermath!!!! πŸ˜–πŸ˜£πŸ˜πŸ’£πŸ”«πŸ˜±πŸ˜± πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚

@MrsS oh be quiet your a gorgeous lady! πŸ˜˜πŸ’πŸ’πŸΈ

@sjw πŸ˜³πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚ 😘😘

@MrsS I read regret more than envy. But true we all see something different. But nonetheless great write. πŸ‘πŸ‘πŸ’š

@eddie12309 thanks!

I love how everyone pulls something different / it speaks to what you personally see and understand as a reader

@nouseforaname I can see the envy, you're happy for them but you're still allowed to miss them or the life you once had. I liked it πŸ‘

@chickgamer thanks! I'm glad you got my sentiment and that you read and liked it! :)

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