Can't say I expected you.. by gretchen-lynne, literature
Literature
Can't say I expected you..
I never thought it would be like this.
It's always the least expected outcome.
So why haven't I started expecting it yet?
You might look like Jesus,
but you're no savior.
Don't worry, I might be smitten
But I'm not delusional.
Yet.
Standing in the mirror with your arms wrapped around me.
Where have I seen this before?
It's deja vu all over again.
But this time it's a little more raw
A little spicier
A little sweeter.
I think I like the way things aren't turning out.
Can't say I expected you.. by gretchen-lynne, literature
Literature
Can't say I expected you..
I never thought it would be like this.
It's always the least expected outcome.
So why haven't I started expecting it yet?
You might look like Jesus,
but you're no savior.
Don't worry, I might be smitten
But I'm not delusional.
Yet.
Standing in the mirror with your arms wrapped around me.
Where have I seen this before?
It's deja vu all over again.
But this time it's a little more raw
A little spicier
A little sweeter.
I think I like the way things aren't turning out.
This is me. I wish I was more of an artist. So please give me feedback and help me!
I think in poetry and view the world in snapshots. And sometimes it drives me crazy.
Say hey or something. K? ^_^
Current Residence: Indiana, PA Favourite genre of music: A little bit of everything and then some Favourite photographer: Ansel Adams Favourite style of art: oil painting - which I cannot do Personal Quote: I just want someone to hear what I have to say. And maybe if I talk long enough, it'll make sen
Favourite Visual Artist
Far too many
Other Interests
love, sex, art, friends, psych, nature, literature, walking, art
"You are a liar.
God hates liars.
You don't even know who you are."
The biggest lie I ever told was one you fed me.
And it damn near destroyed me.
Actually it still eats at me every day and I think it's killing me.
I still feel fake.
I'm still waiting for everyone to realize there's something wrong with me.
I'm only pretending to be pretty, smart, a good friend.
Sadistic bitch..
I was only a casualty from your personal Crusades.
I don't think you'll ever know what you did to me.
I never thought it would be like this.
It's always the least expected outcome.
So why haven't I started expecting it yet?
You might look like Jesus,
but you're no savior.
Don't worry, I might be smitten
But I'm not delusional.
Yet.
Standing in the mirror with your arms wrapped around me.
Where have I seen this before?
It's deja vu all over again.
But this time it's a little more raw
A little spicier
A little sweeter.
I think I like the way things aren't turning out.
There are no "safe" relationships.
I'm always coming or going; and always at the wrong time.
Quite honestly, I don't want anyone to feel the same way about me as I do them.
I wouldn't wish that madness on anyone.
And even I know that you're better off without my instability.
But I don't want to admit that I'm better off without yours.
I packed my project with my other artwork to go back to school,
so it's currently on hold.
Just a few days now.
I'm excited just for me.
And slightly dreading the unexpected -
of
you.