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I should be who you're engaged to

Summary:

Inspired by Laufey’s song: Too Little, Too Late
This is like the gay version ✌️

A poem of getting to the one too late

First time writing in iambic pentameter

Notes:

This is the longest poem I’ve written so far.

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I still can’t believe you’re marrying her

The blond girl you met when we weren’t sure

I’d never hope that this day would occur

Our memories now, are just a blur

I still hope you’re happy, but I’ll just stir

the pot of love that has become sour

I don’t know how much I can still endure

Watching her kiss the lips given to her

I know compared to her, I’m just a slur

To your parents, she’s the one they prefer 

I can’t compete with a girl that’s a fleur 


You definitely don’t remember me

I feel like a jester in court for thee

Those turquoise eyes is all I can still see 

I watch you talk with her, eye’s full of glee 

Still can’t cry, I wanna have somebody

I remember the day you had left me

No call goodbye, just a broken door key

I saw you the year after, you’re happy

Dying with every technicality 

I still sleep with the pillow you bought me

A pillow of pain, cushions the debris

I run and run, but I’m still undersea 

 

I don’t have her pretty hair

I don’t have that chocolate stare

I don’t have her radiant smiles

I don’t have money for miles

I don’t have her slender body 

I don’t have a title; a nobody


The frost of winter will come

and you’re still not home

I miss that perfect face

and your love-filled palace

Tears have been shed,

but I still have ached

My willing heart is now open

Cried for months, maybe seven

And as I stay here at in our home

I still wait for you to realize and then some

 

I watch from afar, you’re marrying that girl

I guess I lose and I might just hurl 

My whole life destined to swirl

 

If I must end it here,

I’ll go all out just so you can peer,

into the life I gave away for a dear

 

A promise I won’t make

I’ll fade to black

Never to feel the ache

Held all the way back 

 

I hope you find solace at her place,

but please don’t forget my embrace

To let you go, is my biggest pain,

but you were never mine to gain 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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And here I lay next to her

Wondering if I was 100% sure

I will never see those hazel eyes again

I love her, but I miss what we were

She’ll never keep me that warm

I do remember your face

Park Ave, that fateful place

I’m sorry I left

I wish I wasn’t so blind

All I can do now is pull and shine

 

 

 

I’m sorry.

I’m sorry..

I’m sorry…

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"Last night, you called to me
It almost killed me
To hear you scream my name
Your smile still kills the same
I almost turned around
You chased me to the ground
You asked me how I've been, but how do I begin
To tell you I should've chased you 'cross every single state
I lay down my sword for fate
'Cause it's too little way too late"

- Laufey 林冰 Jónsdóttir

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