I love it... but im not happy.

by bekka dollface   Mar 16, 2007


I love how he stares at me
with his pretty brown eyes,
i love how when i walk into the class
i feel my heart rise,
i love how he cant bare
to start telling me lies,
and i love how when he tells me he loves me,
i feel taller than the skies.
but still, i fell like telling him,
i'm not worth it.
why don't you just shoot me,
and put me out of my misery!

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  • 16 years ago

    by Becca

    That was pretty deep in the end. I pictured it ending differently. It was a painful experience of insecurity & depression from p.o.v. 5!

  • 16 years ago

    by Nikki

    Very cute

  • 17 years ago

    by alwayssofresh16

    This is good... you felt alot at such a youn age...

  • 17 years ago

    by LiNa

    I had a love like this in 8th grade cute poem

  • 17 years ago

    by Goran Rahim

    This started so good, but turned so sad at the end,
    however, this is written greatly, i like the way you put that much emotion in a small poem like this, great job and a 5/5 from me as you really deserve it.

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