#3 Not a Love Song

(Josie Sayz: This is the third poem anthology, ‘Rollercoaster Rainbow’. I was kind of inspired by Austin and Ally’s friendship early on in ‘Austin & Ally’, as well as Maddie and Diggie’s friendship at the beginning of ‘Liv & Maddie’.)

I guess we’ve kinda been talking
For a while.
And when we do, you always seem to
Make me smile.
But that doesn’t mean we are
Anything more
Than the co-worker friends
We were before.
Don’t offer me a drink,
Nobody needs to know.
Don’t give me a wink,
Nobody needs to know.
Don’t you single me out,
Nobody needs to know.
Don’t you give me a pout,
Nobody needs to know…
Not a love song.
Just because you drop me home
At my door,
Doesn’t mean we’ll be together
Forever more.
Don’t want people to think
That we’re together.
Just because we spent one day out
In nice weather.
Don’t put your hand on my back,
Nobody needs to know.
Don’t help me out with my task,
Nobody needs to know.
Don’t say you’ll join in my hike,
Nobody needs to know.
We’re only in like,
Nobody needs to know…
Not a love song.
I’m not even sure,
If this could be more –
It’s much too early to tell.
Sometimes I think
I might be out of my mind;
It’s like you’re under a spell.
Don’t make me turn pink,
Nobody needs to know.
Don’t let them double think,
Nobody needs to know.
Near me don’t hang about,
Nobody needs to know.
In a crowd, don’t shout me out,
Nobody needs to know…
Not a love song.
Not a love song.
No, we’re not a love song.
Not a love song.
This is not a love song!
…Maybe it’s a like song…

- Josie -

#2 My, Oh, My

(Josie Sayz: This is the second poem from my ‘Rollercoaster Rainbow’ anthology. It was inspired by my Taylor Swift obsession.)

You hug me at my door
Then we get into your car.
You drive us to your house,
We know it isn’t that far.
Then we get out of the car,
You open up your door.
You lean in for a kiss,
Then we cuddle some more.
And that’s when you said,
“My, oh, my,
Girl you’ve got me hypnotised.
Why can’t you see
That you’re the only girl for me.”
You wait ‘til were alone,
Then you make your move,
Run a hand through my hair –
You’ve got nothing to lose.
You lock the door.
You come inside.
You stroke my hair.
I look into your eyes.
I love it when you said,
“My, oh, my,
Girl you’ve got me hypnotised.
Why can’t you see
That you’re the only girl for me.”
Then I got scared.
What if we were never meant to be?
You hold me tight
And tell me that I’m being so silly.
You said:
“No one has ever made me feel this way,
I promise that I’ll never make you run away.”
And that’s when I said,
“My, oh, my,
Boy you’ve got me hypnotised.
I almost can’t believe
That you’re the perfect one for me.”
I love it when you said,
“My, oh, my,
Girl you’ve got me hypnotised.
Wish you could see
That you’re the only one for me.”

- Josie -

Things I'll Never Say

(Josie Sayz: I have a folder which I have called ‘Things I’ll Never Say. It’s full of letters, notes and poems of things that I want to/wish that I could say to certain people, but for various reasons choose not to. It could be a spur-of-the-moment rant, a jealous rage, something that the other person isn’t ready for or just won’t understand. To get it off my chest and prevent myself from bottling it up, I write everything down. It could be in the forms of letters, poems, stories or just a bullet-point list. All of the things that I’ll never say all get placed in this folder. This is a poem that I wrote for that folder entitled: ‘Things I’ll Never Say’.)

Things I’ll Never Say
Got the bus to miles away.
Only wish that I could stay.
Didn’t want to end this way.
Never want to see you hurt.
There’s a lesson I’ve gotta learn.
It’s never gonna be my turn.
As I drive away,
These things I’ll never say…
I hate it when you cut your hair,
When you act like you don’t care.
I hate you working through the night.
Wish you were there to kiss goodnight.
I only want to live with you,
Feels like you haven’t got a clue.
I wanna dance with you in the rain.
Sometimes you’re driving me insane.
I wanna be with you every day.
And I wanna marry you someday.
These things I’ll never say.
I love the way you care,
And your dark and curly hair -
Always wishing that you were there.
The one to hold me tight,
In the middle of the night.
I’m leaving ‘cause I don’t wanna start a fight.
Watching you fade away,
These things I’ll never say…
I hate it when you cut your hair,
When you act like you don’t care.
I hate you working through the night.
Wish you were there to kiss goodnight.
I only want to live with you,
Feels like you haven’t got a clue.
I wanna dance with you in the rain.
Sometimes you’re driving me insane.
I wanna be with you every day.
And I wanna marry you someday.
These things I’ll never say.
You always were my panda bear.
My heart begins to tear.
I miss the way you smile when you stare,
When you run your hands through my hair.
My patience it starts to wear.
Your kind of love is very rare.
I guess that life is unfair.
Maybe I can meet you there.
These things I’ll never say…
I hate it when you cut your hair,
When you act like you don’t care.
I hate you working through the night.
Wish you were there to kiss goodnight.
I only want to live with you,
Feels like you haven’t got a clue.
I wanna dance with you in the rain.
Sometimes you’re driving me insane.
I wanna be with you every day.
And I wanna marry you someday.
These things I’ll never say.
All these things I’ll never say.

- Josie -

#1 My Favourite Ex-Boyfriend That I Never, Ever Had

(Josie Sayz: This is the first of my new 13 poem anthology. To me, this poem kind of has a ‘Dollyrots’ feel to it. I picture Kelly’s voice every time I read it with Luis harmonising in the background – I know, I’m weird :). This anthology is called ‘Rollercoaster Rainbow’.)

You always were my first.
(Oh, oh, oh)
Definitely not the worst.
(Ah, ah, ah)
I remember you so clearly.
(Oh, oh, oh)
Your sparkling eyes were so dreamy.
(Ah, ah, ah)
And I remember our imaginary kiss,
Something that I find I really miss.
You were my favourite ex-boyfriend
That I never, ever had.
Just ‘cause our love’s imaginary,
Does that really make it bad?
My crush you never knew.
Now I’m stuck here,
Hopelessly missing you.
Your smile was hypnotising.
(Oh, oh, oh)
But I guess that’s not surprising.
(Ah, ah, ah)
Our dates are getting hazy.
(Oh, oh, oh)
Leaving me thinking maybe.
(Ah, ah, ah)
But when you left me waiting in the cold,
It got me debating if you really were…
My most favourite ex-boyfriend
That I never, ever had.
Just ‘cause our love’s imaginary,
Does that really make it bad?
My crush you never knew.
Now I’m stuck here,
Hopelessly missing you.
Hopelessly hopeless,
Hopelessly missing you.
Favourite, my favourite,
Hopelessly missing you.
Favourite ex-boyfriend
I never, ever had.
It’s hopeless.
I’m hopeless,
Hopelessly missing…
You were my favourite ex-boyfriend
That I never, ever had.
Knowing you didn’t need me,
Well, that really makes me sad.
Because you were my favourite,
But you never had a clue.
My favourite imaginary boyfriend
And I’m really, really missing you.

- Josie -

The Hurdle

(Josie Sayz: I’ve been thinking about this for a while. During my lunch-break I managed to scribble it all down. This is for anyone who has ever felt that something is stopping them from achieving what they want.)

Have you ever felt as though something is in the way of you and the finish line? It’s too big to climb over. Too wide to walk around. Too heavy to budge. Yet you know that the finish line is less than two steps away, beyond the hurdle. Everything that you have worked so hard for has led you up to this moment. Now all that’s left is this one final hurdle. But you can’t do it. You can’t get around it and cross the too-often-dreamt-about finishing line. You stop. You stare. There is an alternative. What if you assist the hurdle in crossing the finish line? Doing so, however, means that you will have to take its place. Stand there forever, just two paces back from everything you ever wanted. Two paces from the finishing line. All you can do is stand back and watch as the hurdle lives out your dream. Is it worth it though? You’ve travelled so far and worked so hard to get to this very point. More than anything else you want to cross the finish line. You need to cross the finish line. You’re ready to cross the finish line. But what about the hurdle? How long has it been sat there; stuck between the path and the exit? Does the hurdle not deserve a chance at life on the other side? But you’ve worked so hard. It’s what you came here to do. Along the journey you have learnt many new things, discovered new experiences, realised new emotions and new dreams that you never before thought were possible. And now you’re there. Two steps away from making all of those dreams, ambitions and desires come true. You want to be on the other side. You need to be on the other side. You yearn to be there. But the hurdle. You close your eyes. Take a step back. Breathe. Looking up, you hold out a hand. The hurdle thanks you. You are the only one to have offered it help. To have given it hope. It offers you a chance to pass. A chance to get to the finish line. You bow your head and decline. It’s the hurdle’s time. You help it over the line and wave it goodbye. You take its place. Standing there, two steps away from the finish line. The thing that you worked so hard for is right in front of your nose. Forever staring at you. Mocking you. Your chance has passed. You will never reach it. You will never again get that chance. There’s nothing left for you to do now, but stand and watch. You smile. You know deep down inside you did the right thing.

- Josie -