Poetry Post #3 Divine Tragedy

I have a tendency to write short poems with the intention of revisiting them later, but never doing so. This poem is actually two short poems that were written around the same time and about the same stupid boy. I am not even going to get into the specifics of whom or what these poems were about, but suffice it to say that it is typical love triangle bullshit.  A “he loves her, but she loves him” situation that I think most people experience at least once in their young adult or teen lives before they figure out that they would be lucky to find one person who was willing to put up with their drama for any long-term time frame.

When you are young love seems different than it does when you are older; at least it did for me. Love was all about excitement and what a good friend of mine has called “grand gestures”. For me, love needed to be mystical and in all ways perfect. Love needed to always be exciting; it needed to hold a balance between familiarity and mystery. Love needed to face great tribulation and conquer it and then… well, I guess then it was supposed to be “happily ever-after”. It makes sense that I would hold love to these standards considering most of what I knew about romantic love was absorbed through movies, television, and books; a point I am fairly sure that I have made before.  I tried to follow the rom-com formula (please see the video at the bottom of the post for a funny and succinct summary of this formula) for love – meet an attractive guy, have a fun and quirky romance followed by some kind of drama, recover or reunite from said drama, and then… well, that’s the problem isn't it? Where do you go from happily ever-after? What is happily ever-after? How long does it exist? Why did it seem so boring? The tasty bit, to me, was always the courtship; I am willing to bet that there are many people who feel (or felt) the same way. It is a relief to have matured emotionally; I wonder what love will look like in another 15 years or so. Enjoy!

Divine Tragedy

My heart belongs to you

Who would never accept

Me the way that I am

But emotions run hot

When you feel all alone

Even with someone at your side

Sleeping, hugging a pillow

Wishing it were you

Dreaming you were he

Pretending that I am her

I guess we all want to be

Somewhere else

At the end of the day

But will you forget me?

And all that we could have been?

All that we were

And can’t be

And shouldn’t do

Because it can’t be right

And you give me up so easily

Divine tragedy

Our hearts meld naturally

And you've taken all of me

The destiny

That cruelly smites you and me

Will one day set me free

So that we may be

Together eternally

One day, you’ll see.