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by Brittany Aug 12, 2004 category : Sadness, depression / lost relationships
Just a poem to tell you, even though it's now to late. How much I've always loved you, even though now we are just mates. I spent so much time, focusing on the bad. I never told you how much I smiled, only that you made me sad. I wasted so much time, saying you weren't there. That I never has the chance to see, all the times you cared. I told you way to often, how much that I had hurt. I never saw the times, that I treated you like dirt. But now I can't tell you, cause I'm scared I'll want you back. What's worse is that you'll reject me, and I know that for a fact. I spend so many days wishing, that I could tell you one last time... How much I've always loved you, and how I wish that you were mine.