Thursday, January 21, 2010

I Liked You Better

(*author's note: Following poem suseptable to alterations and additions.)

I liked you better when your shirts fit.
I liked you better when the leather jacket was only yours.
I liked you better with your hand on my thigh,
Your soul in my eyes.
What happpened?

I liked you better when you sang bass.
I liked you better before you cut your hair.
I liked you better when we both spoke as pals,
No one's laughing with me now.
Are you happy?

I liked you better when you were pretending.
I liked you better when she was a nameless face.
I liked you better when you respected me as a person;
Now you've made me certain
I should leave.

I liked you better with a deck of cards and talent.
I liked you better walking on your hands around the room.
I liked you better on the bleachers with a book,
And now when I look
You're not you.

I liked you better when you were a Jet.
I liked you better when I was who you missed.
I liked you better when a highfive meant something,
Now it's friendly nothing.
And you're fine?

I liked you better in those ripped pants.
I liked you better making small talk in my car.
I liked you better procrastinating, for me.
Now she's all you can see.
You think I'm blind?

I liked you better when my phone showed your name.
I liked you better when I felt I didn't have to try.
I liked you better when we had to be together,
One show is not forever.
Now I understand.

I liked you better before I knew you.
I liked you better when your existence was "fate."
I liked you better back when you liked me;
If you ever liked me.
If that was true.

I liked you better then.

1 comment:

  1. Erica, you are an amazing writer. This made my heart beat faster feeling the same emotion as you.

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