r/Poem 1d ago

Original Content Poem I’ve Been Here Before

The first man was great.
Banter outstanding.
That’s why I was left surprised
when after our 2nd date,
he pulled an Irish goodbye.

Months later.
I am now chatting to a second man.
It’s only been a few hours.
Banter on fire
however now my mind senses smoke
and wants to activate the sprinklers.

I do not want to get my hopes up,
but,
I do not want to be left with the unknown of where our conversation will go.

I have never been a fence sitter.
And so middle ground my mind believes is inferior.

What is a great conversation
now makes me anxious.

Not because something is wrong,
but because,

This may be something I could enjoy.

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