Poetry, Relationships

Telepathy

I wish I was a Professor X
Or a Class Five mutant
Like Jean Grey
I’ll never be a redhead
But, I could speak into your mind
You have no Magneto helmet
To block my thoughts
I want you to know that I think of you
That I still crave you
I want you to know what you did to me
The agony I am in
I want you to know the pain you caused me
That won’t seem to recede
I am afraid to trust
I am afraid to love
I am afraid to like
I am afraid to be
I want you to how it’s been
Since you abandoned me
To look for and chase after
What you left behind

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