I turned into a vampire for you.

I wanted to walk with you
I wanted to love you.

I never tried enough
too busy in my own head.
Overthinking the day
into sleepless nights.

It was my pleasure.
In my defense, I have the love
of my life
so close to me now.

He suffocates me with this love
and tells me
what sunshine I bring
to his letters.

I have nothing you value now.
The philosophy of men
who care about moments
more than human feelings.

The constant remains the gates of poetry
closing in on you
as you find my book in the trash.
Read me some Yeats Selected Poetry
1974 edition
and nothing will be forgiven.

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Christina Strigas

Christina Strigas is a poet and author. She has self-published three poetry books and is a writer for MuseItUp Publishing. She is currently working on publishing a romantic novel. Her website is www.christinastrigas.com. All her books can be purchased at all on-line bookstores. She is a graduate of English Literature from Concordia University. She lives in Montreal, Quebec with her husband and two children.

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