You used to love me,
But I guess that’s in the past.
What happened to us?
We used to be so close.
We swore to do anything for each other.
But look at us now.
We’ve drifted apart,
I guess that’s what 200 miles does to you.
In the depths of my heart,
I still love you.
Maybe you still feel the same,
But I don’t know anymore.
My body aches to feel your touch,
To be held in your arms.
My emotions for you were too strong.
They still are…
Maybe it’s a good thing we’re apart?
One can never be too sure.
What would have happened if I never left?
These questions haunt my days.
Would it have been better?
I would have been with you,
That makes everything better.
-or at least it used to…
If I were to die tomorrow,
What would you do?
If I were you I’d be glad.
I’d be happy to get rid of me,
No more stupid poems,
No more annoying comments.
Yah, I’d be pretty happy.
But in a way-that’s just me.
I know you probably won’t read this.
You could probly care less.
But it still seems better,
To write this out on paper,
Then to carve it in my skin…
