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There's a stranger in my bed.

He's really amazing and perfect in many ways.
I thought he was my saviour for a little while.
But even now, as he lays sleeping like a child,

I wish he was you.

When I first saw him,
he was everything I ever wanted in a man.
His eyes are warm, and so is his smile.
I just wanted to forget you,
and had a few too many drinks.
I laughed with him, I sang with him,
and before I knew it, I kissed him.
As they say, one thing led to another,
and now he's in my bed.
I can't say it wasn't nice,
because it's been too long since I've done this.
But I regret doing this to him,
this beautiful young man in my bed.
I know I've said he was perfect in many ways,
but you see, he has one major flaw.
One that is not his fault.

He's not you.
©2004-2009 ~CuriousMushoo
:iconcuriousmushoo:

Author's Comments

EDIT: when i posted this two years ago, i said that i was not from personal experience.
i lied.
mostly to avoid the questions.
this same occurence, the one described in the poem...
it continually happens.
this is true.
very true.

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:iconlordofthemorning:
Excellent. The last four lines are extremly well done.

I think I'll fav this one.

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Tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow...
:iconlizzy-dizzy:
very strong and touching, i loved the last few lines and i hope to see another poem very soon
:iconlove0me0forever909:
i loved it, :tears: not sure what more to say. wonderful pic and i am going to :+fav: it cuz i really enjoyed reading it!

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M.E.E.
:shocked::yawnstretch::flirty::w00t!::bow::faint:
:iconjessimalfoy:
Wow. That is brilliant! :clap:

Just the right amount of angst, not too much though. Is good!

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killers on the blood-shot streets; this is heaven on the edge of a knife
:iconburloire:
Lovely! This is the female character which is known by the main character, am I right? ^___>

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PUT YER GUNZ ON AND LET'S PARTY!
:iconcuriousmushoo:
*shrugs* I didn't put much thought into who it was exactly. I just wrote from the point of view of someone still haunted by their former love.

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:chew:
:iconburloire:
Ah, I can tell. Though I don't think I would describe it as "haunted" really. More of "remant" it seems to be more like.

To develop this so that it really fits the character's feelings you have to imagine the events, know the emotions building up which lead to the climax of the relationship. As well as "expierance" the falling...or even the sucess.

This is a good poem if you relate it to everyday people you see about you but, it's a glance at the surface. To really pull a reader into the story you have to dig deeper into the well of that pond. Don't take this as I am saying it's bad, it's just not what an editior (such as myself, ha ha!) would expect. Though, of course, this whole idea is still in planning. But it'd help to have the characters prearranged to perfection before plot-work is begun.

Did I make any sense? o____o

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PUT YER GUNZ ON AND LET'S PARTY!
:iconphoenixrose32:
o.O! i LOVE the pic! omg omg omg! its really really really wowness! :hug: :glomp: its wow!
~mere :dygel:

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~mere
Love to one, friendship to many, goodwill to all.


WE :heart: °jark!!

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