Hesitating

So, as promised, here is the poem for the day. I couldn't really find a title for it, so I stuck with "Hesitating" I hope you enjoy it!!

If I, Knew what to say, I'd say it without hesitation. but I'm hesitating and perspirating because the way you make me think is, out of this world like mars. Too far fetched to fetch but close enough to sketch your name on my arm. The one on the left with the memory of you, leaning against me because you were too drunk to see or make a move because it was your turn, avoiding the checkmate because you wanted to play with me a little longer. How much longer? you think as you, puke into the sink, headache, limbs shake,  period's late.You didn't want to go there but, you were too high on lust. I knew it wasn't love because you can't remember why you did it. You regretted every second because there are only 60 in a minute, and time flies when you're having fun. And, it is fun until you can't run from what's inside you.You blamed me because"who else could it be that put this child inside of me?" I took the blame but, I wasn't even sure if I was the only one who, had, tasted the fruit of Eve's own Eden because the serpent tempted me to. But, I took the blame. And Mars isn't far enough to explain the lengths I would have gone to, to save you. But. you didn't tell me you were going to jump.

02/10/2012