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I Must not Linger
I had her in the palm of my hand, yes,
And she had me eating out of the palms of hers.
But while she had my heart on strings
She manipulated me like a puppet master.
A couple years ago she was a friend and became mi amiga mejor
To me it was platonic, but she wanted more.
But as a boy in the first stages of pubescent development
My attraction was towards girl with physical enhancements
On the surface she was a late bloomer but that was irrelevant
Her mind blossomed like a rose, I saw petals of intelligence
Logically my equal, our conversations were engaging
Contentious arguments were what gave me elation
It was cool having someone who wanted me near
She said she loved my smile when I showed teeth ear to ear.
But I missed that chance, I noticed her to late
And the hurt that I gave to her would turn out to be my own fate
And I remember the day on facebook or myspace
I saw her pretty picture, computer screen shining on my face
And that's when it all started, and I saw the road leading me to be broken hearted.
Like best friends should, we began talking everyday
But I had strange feeling when I put the phone away
Attraction, no, infatuation, see then I couldn't say, but to my dismay
It surpassed that and emotions were deep, and my energy was spent.
Because she wasn't sure if she had the same sentiment
See, she had a BF about having a BF and I became a bad friend,
Because I told her to put that relationship to an end.
She was stuck in the middle, she felt torn between
"Two different shades of love," that's how she would explain things.
In the end I was rejected
She said "I love you" at least once but meant it less than that
She had my heart in her hand and pulled it out my back
I guess karma was a b*** and I was getting on her nerves
She turned around and returned the treatment I deserved
See the ones we love, can often hurt us most
It's not enemies that kill our spirits, it is the one's we keep close.
to any one who knows what it's like to have something so close, but out of arms length
And you realize the person you love is farther than you think
Keep hope in your mind and your heart free of spite
Don't linger on lost love, liberate your soul and live your life.