But i no longer feel this way... though i still love the poem..
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Ok so I'm HORRIBLE at writing peoms but I was bored in math one day and it just came out. This isn't great, but its not bad either, if you can get what I'm saying. So like it or not here it is.
I called you up with bright red eyes
To tell you of my final goodbye
I can no longer be with you
See you, touch you, and laugh as two.
When were apart I think I'm happy
But then I see you and I get all sappy.
I tell my friends I'm over you
But we all know it's just not true.
I hate, despise, and wish you weren't here
Out of all things, you're my big fear.
Afraid I'll be hurt again
To just have to relive all of my pain.
A few weeks pass and I am better
Then out of nowhere I get a letter.
You say Happy Anniversary
And that you'll always love me.
My heart starts pounding in my chest
And I pray to God you give me a rest.
My love for you grows less and less
As you have made me life a mess.
Then during lunch you walk in.
And ask just how I have been.
I say I'm fine and then you leave
I let out a long, held in heave.
Now I'm almost in tears again
Wishing I still had you to clear the pain.
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Ok so I'm HORRIBLE at writing peoms but I was bored in math one day and it just came out. This isn't great, but its not bad either, if you can get what I'm saying. So like it or not here it is.
I called you up with bright red eyes
To tell you of my final goodbye
I can no longer be with you
See you, touch you, and laugh as two.
When were apart I think I'm happy
But then I see you and I get all sappy.
I tell my friends I'm over you
But we all know it's just not true.
I hate, despise, and wish you weren't here
Out of all things, you're my big fear.
Afraid I'll be hurt again
To just have to relive all of my pain.
A few weeks pass and I am better
Then out of nowhere I get a letter.
You say Happy Anniversary
And that you'll always love me.
My heart starts pounding in my chest
And I pray to God you give me a rest.
My love for you grows less and less
As you have made me life a mess.
Then during lunch you walk in.
And ask just how I have been.
I say I'm fine and then you leave
I let out a long, held in heave.
Now I'm almost in tears again
Wishing I still had you to clear the pain.
