I Wanted You The Most

Your glossy, Polaroid picture
in my pocket.
That’s the only thing that reminds
me of you, obviously.

I earned my way up,
inside your unique heart.
I contested a part.
I have aimed a good goal.

And I wanted you the most.
And I loved you too dearly.
And I was the one hurt.
And I was the one left behind.




About chester maynes

poet, and a lover of music and books.
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2 Responses to I Wanted You The Most

  1. Rose petal says:

    So poignant and beautiful.

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