Why Can't I?
Why Can’t I?
I don’t give a damn about you—
No, wait. That’s not true.
I shouldn’t give a damn,
but somehow, I still do—why?
Why can’t I stop loving you?
I want to cut ties, scream, “I hate you!”
But that would be a lie.
I close my eyes, and there you are—
Your lips, your smile,
The sharp lines of your tailored suit,
A silk tie, knotted to perfection,
Shoes polished, a mirror of your charisma.
The way you unbutton your shirt,
Roll your sleeves to bare your wrists.
Glance at your Franck Muller Vanguard Yacht Blue,
As if you can control time.
The way you waltz,
Lost in Beethoven's Symphony No. 3,
A flush blooms softly on your face,
Warmth lingers, tender, against the cool,
As the violins serenade the passion,
I thought we’d shared.
Each moment,
A dance between your grace and my regret.
You brush lint from your smoking jacket,
A subtle sweep, practiced, deliberate.
I miss your gentle touch,
Your breath, warm on my neck.
The way you lean back in your chair,
Fingers steepled in quiet reflection.
Your voice, sweet as honey,
Quiet as snow falling at dawn,
Saying, “You’re so beautiful.”
It was a lie, wasn’t it?
A lie—smooth as bourbon,
Burning all the way down,
Soft as velvet, night closing in.
I don’t give a damn about you—no, that’s not true.
I shouldn’t care about you, but I do.
And yet, here I am—
Still loving what I can’t have.
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Written on January 10, 2025
Submitted by dburriskitchen on January 10, 2025
Modified by dburriskitchen on January 13, 2025
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Quick analysis:
Scheme | A BBCAB BA XXXDX XXBX XXXXDX XX EEXXXD XXXEDXX BBCX |
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Closest metre | Iambic tetrameter |
Characters | 1,405 |
Words | 298 |
Stanzas | 10 |
Stanza Lengths | 1, 5, 2, 5, 4, 6, 2, 6, 7, 5 |
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