January 11, 2009

im no poet (4)


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I thought I learned to keep strangers out of my heart, but I showed you my world and let you eat from my candy cane trees. You drink my river of soda and I dont stop you from putting your face in it. I hope that you might just hold me one day and tell me im worth a damn and that im the only thing thats worth living for.

Your the first to hear of my plans to travel the world (im still telling you the same thing years later) And you let me know that one day you will come with me so just in case I get lost.

I just wanted you to know that im happy for you two, and I hope that she knows how to treat you right. So I watch you hold her as I walk by and you two look happy, so I try and make it so you cant find me anymore. Sadly you always seem to find me only giving me hope that one day we might be together once more.

Whats even sadder is that I know its never going to be the same ever sense that day I said fuck you. I only said it so that you would stop looking up at me when your with her. I only wanted to be happy.

3 comments:

  1. The hardest thing to deal with sometimes is change. What makes it even harder is when we change course so subtly that by the time we notice, it is in the opposite direction to our friends. Usually, there is no turning back. Sometimes, if we are very lucky, the courses converge again, but later. It depends if you think it is a chance worth taking. Or if you should try and move on. =]

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  2. A mightily passionate poem. Very heartfelt, though I fear pain drew this forth from you.

    Perhaps a boy love interest has found a girlfriend and it's eating you up inside? That's what I take from this anyway. Stay strong, young man, and walk by them with your head held high. From what I've read about you here on Rose Kemp, it's his loss.

    Dr M

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