Love?
Why does my heart flutter so?
When you touch me the slightest.
Why won’t this feeling go?
When I want it away.
I feel so silly
That I feel this way.
People say you aren’t worth
The love I will give away.
But I don’t trust the others.
They don’t captivate me
Like the way you did.
Do you think it’s meant to be?
Sometimes I think you hate me.
Sometimes I think you don’t want me to stay.
Sometimes I think you like me.
Sometimes I think you want me to stay.
My mind is all fuzzy,
I can’t think straight.
All these thoughts in my head,
Swarming at an extreme rate.
Sometimes I think you’re lying to me.
As if you want to keep the truth from me.
Whatever the truth may be,
I wish that it will let me see…
What is right?
What is wrong?
How will I get your attention,
If not with this song?
How will I get you to love me?
How will I get myself to hate you?
How will I save me from myself?
How will I know you speak true?
With all my memories,
Your name is carved in my heart.
The heart you won’t accept,
But you still have kept.
I wonder if you want to keep my heart
I wonder if I’d let you.
I wonder if I stole your heart,
You’d once again steal mine, too?
And here I am, thinking about the future,
Picturing it in the most positive way.
And I know it won’t happen.
We were never meant to be.
So be it!
I just hope one day I’ll see...
The reason you don’t want me.
With this knife,
I will cut out the part of me
That cares for you.
5/27/05
'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`
The last "verse" (With this knife...) is a line from the song "With This Knife" by Smile Empty Soul. Just to let you know I didn't come up with it... I just like it. It fits nicely with this poem.
Ok, I'm SOO going to bed now. I just finished this bloody poem that's been floating around in my head, and it drained the rest out of me. I feel better than I did before... because a certain something happened, that pertains to the first paragraph/verse... the event that inspired this poem... if you know me, then you know who this is about... GEEZ, this is long...
When you touch me the slightest.
Why won’t this feeling go?
When I want it away.
I feel so silly
That I feel this way.
People say you aren’t worth
The love I will give away.
But I don’t trust the others.
They don’t captivate me
Like the way you did.
Do you think it’s meant to be?
Sometimes I think you hate me.
Sometimes I think you don’t want me to stay.
Sometimes I think you like me.
Sometimes I think you want me to stay.
My mind is all fuzzy,
I can’t think straight.
All these thoughts in my head,
Swarming at an extreme rate.
Sometimes I think you’re lying to me.
As if you want to keep the truth from me.
Whatever the truth may be,
I wish that it will let me see…
What is right?
What is wrong?
How will I get your attention,
If not with this song?
How will I get you to love me?
How will I get myself to hate you?
How will I save me from myself?
How will I know you speak true?
With all my memories,
Your name is carved in my heart.
The heart you won’t accept,
But you still have kept.
I wonder if you want to keep my heart
I wonder if I’d let you.
I wonder if I stole your heart,
You’d once again steal mine, too?
And here I am, thinking about the future,
Picturing it in the most positive way.
And I know it won’t happen.
We were never meant to be.
So be it!
I just hope one day I’ll see...
The reason you don’t want me.
With this knife,
I will cut out the part of me
That cares for you.
5/27/05
'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`
The last "verse" (With this knife...) is a line from the song "With This Knife" by Smile Empty Soul. Just to let you know I didn't come up with it... I just like it. It fits nicely with this poem.
Ok, I'm SOO going to bed now. I just finished this bloody poem that's been floating around in my head, and it drained the rest out of me. I feel better than I did before... because a certain something happened, that pertains to the first paragraph/verse... the event that inspired this poem... if you know me, then you know who this is about... GEEZ, this is long...
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