#I want a poem like that in my mental Rolodex

[stuckinapril]

I've decided I'm gonna memorize a poem by heart this month. And possibly memorize one poem a month for the rest of the year

#idk which one yet i just wanna have a poem memorized #like it's THE go to poem for me #i can recite it out loud levels of intimacy w it #I understand every facet of it... every nuance every reference... #I want a poem like that in my mental Rolodex #and if this goes well i'll do that poetry challenge and memorize one poem a month for the rest of the year #ph

[eddiepfloyd]

"A Beautiful Stranger"

A beautiful stranger....... Them: hey, what's up? How have you been? Me: I'm sorry do I know you? Them: come on Eddie, stop playing it's me, Me: I'm sorry Them: oh shit, you really can recognize me? You really can't remember me can you? Me: I can't say that I do, Them: I have to question if you ever really loved me because you acting brand new. So you grow up, find new friends, have your fare share of women and totally erase me from your mental rolodex, Fuck that I'm vexed, I spent many of nights listening to your dumb as idea's, I soaked up thousands of towels wiping away your tears, How about you coming to me to reveal your deepest fears, Did I judge you?... no I motivated you, You told me I was your 1st love and that would never change, You even told me that in the locker room after every basketball game, And I was at everyone... cheering you on from the crowd, You told me you heard my silent cheers through all the crowd no matter how loud, Me: I'm sorry if I offended you, but there's a lot of time that has past and I can't remember your face. I really don't mean to be rude, I'm just telling the truth, There's a lot of people that's come in and out of my life, Some I can remember some I can't, If you can go in depth of who you are then maybe I can recant, Them: the countless hours spent in your room at the ceiling planning our future together, All the poems you wrote for me, How can you forget me Eddie, We even broke our virginity together, Not even that matters? Me: listen that was a long time ago, Times has changed, I've changed, I have a family now and I don't have time to dwell in the past, You seem like a beautiful person but this conversation between us is the last, So many people have come and gone, So many woman that didn't last long, I have a life that's different now and the times and dreams we've shared has played it's course, Them: if you do this, it'll be your most painful divorce, Do me a favor, put your damn head up. What do you see?..... As I put my up I stared in the eyes of this person it was the most beautiful stranger I've ever seen, It was me! I've realized I was staring down at the bathroom sink having a conversation with the younger me, The part of me I've forgotten about, The part of me that us to dream, Is it still in me? Can I dream anymore? Where did I go wrong? Nah... nah... I'm bugging... this isn't real, When I put my head up and I was staring my self through the reflection of the mirror, I couldn't recognize this person, I didn't know this guy, I was lost and I had to get found, So I silenced the crowds, Turned down the women, Kissed my basketball, Laid on my bed staring at the walls, Embracing the ceiling, I shouted out my deepest fears, Cried an ocean of tears, I had to remember who I was, So I kiss my sons, Love who I am, Wow! It's crazy how a beautiful stranger can lift you up, How can a beautiful stranger find in you what was lost, A beautiful stranger can remind you of who you are, Bring you back to reality and pull you away from society definition of what your life should be, All I can be is me, So I say to you... be who you are, be who you want to be, At all cost, If not a, beautiful stranger will come along, And remind you what's lost, You!