Left Without a Cue
written by: Berrin Yakar
When I saw it, I called rushing through
My heart pounding in my bones
Asking baby, is it true?
A proud voice bit through me
Saying I’m not your baby, anywho.
It’s been 2 years
What were you expecting to see?
Times have changed
Perhaps a happy life awaits you
Find someone like I did too.
My furious screams can bother you
Don’t piss your new beloved; better rush
Say what you have to say
All at once.
Sultry drips caught my mouth
All those separate nights,
Even when I lay alone
I felt your breath
A bond such true.
But different lives have shown to you
I guess they never gave me the cue.
Berrin Yakar is a 20-year-old medical student who finds the dance of words mesmerizing when shaped by her emotions. She’s excited about the possibility that what she writes may resonate with others.
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