i write poetry because i can...if you dont like my poetry thats just too damn bad |
You did a number on me
you made me cry...
I loved you from the start
i thought you loved me too...
I sit here and wonder
about what we have been through...
Through thick and thin
From beginning to end...
Some one once told me
that you were the one...
As the sun sets
you give me a kiss...
I don't know whats wrong
i hear voices inside my head...
As i sit there
at this new high...
As i sit in the dark
thinking about you and me...
The feeling i get when I'm with you
is like the high i get from weed...
When you need to cry |
Boyfriends come and go but a best friend will stay and let you cry on their shoulder ;) |
A mom and a dad are like a pedastool...you can hate it and kick it around but in the end they will always support you!!!! |