By One Smooth Poet

“574”
45, 31, 14… Numbers that mean something but really not to me,
Only but a number not divide by thee,
Simply something made to distract what your true feeling for me,
These numbers cloud your emotions I give you that,
62, 76, 14 remember that…
So many numbers I get confused, not use to hearing rejection caused by combination,
I might tend to lose.
Who’s heart will it unlock or is it just a hoax,
Is it really just a number or another reason for you to choke?
(Whisper) I know that your scared I’ll tell you the truth, I might be a little if you wasn’t so fickle, don’t get me wrong I understand the caution not to get hurt; those who hate happiness will continue to throw dirt, say things as if they mattered to me… just unnecessary chatter…I know that their not happy... spitting all of this banter…I back off… I’ll give you some space 45 feet, 31 inches, 14 reasons for not leaving me. I wont give up… I am here to stay… your smile has me hypnotized with your caramel taste, I never get tired of hearing your voice, believe me I made the right choice
62, 76, 14 don’t let numbers like this mess up a wonderful dream,
I guess you get the point,
I shouldn’t say it no more,
All we have is time… stop keeping the score.
45… 31… 14
OSP 07’