You, Him and I

December 7, 2009
Something to be missed
something to be kissed
on the tips of your fingertips,
so close. Yet gone.
And I wake up
go the day by day
wishes that just
fly away.

School, school, school
so cool.
Cool, sly, under the radar,
yet you secretly run everything?
Don't think so.
You might try.
But I don't think so
don't you try and make me cry
because I walked away from your
ever so idiotic
ever so unpatriotic
not that you care, of course
just another network lost, that's what you said
and yet, I'd rather end up dead
than share my miseries with you.

Remember flash backs,
remember flash backs,
you made her cry,
made her die, a little, inside
made her hold me close on the night
that was supposed to be
for her.
Hadn't I promised?
And you,
you kept going,
kept going,
until I wanted to hit you
wanted to scream
can't you see
you're being mean
I wish that you
could see her tears.

I couldn't go on with tears
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no
I will not go down that path
will not.
stammerings, screamings
just take away the pain.
God it's all a game,
to me?

You made her cry.
I . . .

love is supposed to be a beautiful thing.
Caught on the tips of your fingertips,
when you can't pull your eyes away from someone
because they complete your ever
idealistic notion of
the world.
Make you laugh, make you smile
'chin up, chin up'
isn't that what you said to me?
and I knew it caused me pain
but you?
Did I treat you the same?

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Powd3er said...
Jan. 19, 2010 at 2:28 pm
This poem has great flow and insight.
I really enjoyed it.
Lovely poem darling =]
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bleeding said...
Jan. 18, 2010 at 9:29 pm
This is amazing!! I think you felt strongly enough to write that, and everything you wrote can become true. Why isn't love always a wonderful thing? Love is supposed to be one of the best times of your life, but sometimes its hard, because you never know what to expect out of it. Keep writing! =)
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