I will not lie, I was not excited to revisit this piece 😅. Just the title is filled with a cringey sort of angst that does not leave me proud…
But, as always, I was pleasantly surprised at how I was able to hear in it a bit of forward-thinking optimism and a desire to improve my perspective, as well as how it showed me, in a very timely manner given today’s daily poem, how far I have truly come and how I really have overcome that constant desire for affirmation and affection, gained significant self-confidence, changed my views of gender and self-identity, and found contentment in whatever levels of intimacy that I am blessed with through those I meet.
The ending is still pretty downbeat though, and for that, I am a bit disappointed in 2018 me. 😊
The original piece is below for reference, and can be found in its entirety at https://objectsanddistance.com/2018/02/18/the-cute-girl-left/
“The cute girl left.”
Now there’s a statement to summarize my life if there ever was one.
When will I learn
That she always will?
Why am I unable
To simply appreciate her
For who she is while she is there,
Then let her go?
Why do I want so badly
For her to stay
To come over and talk to me,
To laugh and flirt,
To play with a curl of hair
Resting so gently against her velvet cheek
As her large eyes dive deep into mine?
If I depart before she has finished
Am I ever “the cute guy who left?”
Does my absence ever bring disappointment
Or am I just grasping
Clinging foolishly to the childish notion
That someone wants me to be around
For longer than I am?
Objects, and the Distance Between Them 
Wow. Your voice is alluring and have this warm accent of love. A true poet, you are.
I do cringe at old writings too, i feel you! But this one is a masterpiece! 😍
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Wow, thank you for this! I am really happy you enjoyed my reading… And I am relieved to know that I am not the only one who has a hard time with some of their older pieces haha. Much love and blessings for this week and 2021 in general!
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Don’t be too hard on yourself for being human. I read some of my old poems and have a similar cringe at times..but we are where we are at..until we aren’t there any more.
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That is a great point, and something I am seeing more and more, that the older pieces are great for seeing where I was and where I am now. It gives me something to show my progress. Thank you always for helping me to see. 💙
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It made me realise we always fear looking needy or weak in any way but that is part of what it most means to be a small child in need of attention and love.. those needs can get carried into adulthood and we can take care of them once we realise that.. that is just my take on it.. sending love ❤
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That is a great observation. Many thanks for that… And I feel it. And needed it. Thank you once more. 💙
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