or sign in with e-mail
by Ashlee Sep 29, 2005 category : Love, romance / secret love
This is how it is, And this is how it ends. No matter what we do, We can't be More then friends. These things you tell me, are they what you feel? Or are you the guy who tells me, what i want to be real? Do you only talk to me, Because I remind you of her? If your answer is no, thank-you I just needed to make sure. You tell me that you like me, but about that I'm not sure its true. Please tell me the truth, and be the real you. I would tell you the truth, about what i feel inside. I just need you to want to know, and tell me I no longer have to hide. The thought we have never met, just is giving me this sign. Is that you say the truth, or just messing with my mind? You may think I have a lot of doubt, about these things you say to me. But I've been hurt and killed inside, More then you'll ever see. *** *** *** *** *** ***
by Switchblade89
That\'s a very good poem...very interesting..I like it..