You're Wrong...

by morgan   Nov 28, 2005


All the times I think of you,
I have to force my feelings not to be true,
And you say you see a friend in me,
But all you see is a challenge to be.

What the hell is wrong with this?
Why is it you I think of and miss?
I see you getting closer, and of course I back away,
It's all I can do to keep my feelings at bay.

Just stick with the agreement, we can be friends,
Lets stick to talking and driving fast around bends,
I can deal with that, because I'm over it,
Please don't notice me when I bite my lip.

You know what I'm thinking and you know how I feel,
And then you know what makes me real,
You know my secrets, my hopes, and dreams,
You know what scares me, or so it seems.

You know how to make me laugh when I'm about to cry,
You know how hard it is for me to say goodbye,
And I'll tell you you're wrong and I don't care like that,
This is the only lie I ever told you out flat.

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