Kat's Poetry Pile

analog heart

it's been so long
since i last caught
feelings for someone
but it really hasn't been
the same as it was before

its a deep longing
one that pulls more than
i normally experience
because for the first time
its not a flaming passion

but a slow burn
one that will inevitably
take the structure down with it
or be wrangled into
a warmth that can be sustained

he doesn't know
or maybe he does, and
he doesn't care
which hurts all the more
i'm not getting a signal

signal
again
but where's the noise?
one off pulses replaced
with a continuous flow

electrical impulses burning
through the nerves and paralyzing
indecision; or perhaps diversion
i can't think straight
but he's there in my head

and i so wish to meet him
perhaps i will soon
he shares my hobbies and
passions; we talk on-and-off again
but we pick up right where we left

off

too much for an analog
heart to bear
no more autogain
it's saturating the phosphor screen
bright lights traced

burning a hole in my memories
and perhaps my life
this is new to me
yet i've felt this before
but not in this context

i care for once
maybe he is the one
and i won't know for certain
why now?
im too busy

griping about life
and burning out fast
yearning for home
because he's closer there
than he is here

i don't know anymore
unresolved
perhaps unrequited
but maybe it's my problem
and i just need to wait