Music Prompt #17: “100x” by Tegan and Sara #musichallenge #music #amwriting
Mindlovemisery prompt by mandibelle16
isn’t it funny how we got lost in love
isn’t it funny that two became one
cause it isn’t meant to be that way
isn’t meant to give yourself away
isn’t meant to stray so far
I mean it’s just not par
for the course of true love…
So here I am about to leave
as you gently tug my sleeve
let me be, let me be,
can’t you see I grieve
for the loss of me.
I don’t know who I am
what I want or where to go
I only know I’ve lost my way
too tired to play
this game of make believe.
I got to leave. I got to leave.
georgeplacepoetry by Debi Swim 
I love that this poem starts off feeling like a game is being played but in the end speaker states, she’s “too tired to play / this game of make believe.” It’s that sudden realization that relationships and life are hard and not easy. Thanks for participating!
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Thanks Mandibelle for reading
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Of course, I enjoy reading your posts and It’s part of the host job so sorry for stopping by so late. Enjoy Christmas and the holidays.
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love the questioning repeats and the way the rhymes do not intrude – glad you linked this one up as Valentine’s approaches 🙂
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Thanks
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‘So here I am about to leave as you gently tug my sleeve let me be, let me be, can’t you see I grieve
for the loss of me’.. This is so wonderfully poignant, Debi!💗💞
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this should be sung!
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This is how it is… to be together with someone is giving up part of self… I wonder how often that is the reason of separations… Is the price of love too high?
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I think what is too high is to give up all of one’s self. To lose me in the we or at least to be expected to.
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The repetition works perfectly. I can see myself singing this one at the top of my lungs.
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This write is like singing the blues
Luv the musicality of your verse . Happy you dropped by my blog today Debi
Much💚love
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That sudden awareness of “what have I got myself into?” immediately come to mind as one reads this great poem confronting ones previous actions and wondering what to do about it. Don’t think I ever felt that way as I was always grateful for the attention!
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I like the directness, the rappy, song-like feel, and the message.
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when the relationship subsumes the individual.. you have to wonder if it is the right thing.. nicely done..
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Wow, Debi, these lines really got to me:
‘So here I am about to leave
as you gently tug my sleeve
let me be, let me be,
can’t you see I grieve
for the loss of me’.
A break-up poem for Valentine’s day.
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I only know I’ve lost my way
too tired to play
this game of make believe.
Get a new foursome and you can still play your own game! Golfers play against themselves so said the Pro. So it shouldn’t be a problem, debi!
Hank
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ha
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“I only know I’ve lost my way
too tired to play
this game of make believe.
I got to leave. I got to leave.”
Makes me remember those days, I hope they never return. But the time we experienced it I actually was glad it came. I’d played make believe for quite some time, I’ll never know about her. I didn’t stop loving her when she left, but it wasn’t a romantic love. I glad when she moved away and felt such a relief when her fourth marriage seems to work. It’s a responsibility feeling that remains for a guy, in a way he sort of got her into it, even though back then she literally crawls all over him to get it started.
Nice read, Debi.
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Thanks Jim, it is never easy but sometimes necessary. So glad you found your sweetie
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I never fell for that two becomes one, but I have fallen for love, well, because it’s love. Goodbye can be what makes us whole again.
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