Wednesday, September 22, 2010

This Is A Poem I Wrote Almost About A Year Ago. I Don't Have A Title For It But It Was Just Something I Had To Get Off My Chest.


I Wrote This On The Train On The Way To My Dads House In VA. It's About Closure That I Needed For Me To Be Able To Get Over My Ex-Bf Aka My Baby's Dad. Writing Helps Me More Then Anything So This Is One Of Many That You Will Read. I Hope You Enjoy It If Not, Well I Didn't Do It For You I Did It For Me...


I Woke Up Yesterday And Knew You Were The One For Me. We Were Right In Every way I Enjoyed You, You Enjoyed Me, We Laughed, We Talked Nothing Was Wrong In Our Perfect Little World. We Were Free As Can Be. I Never Questioned Who You Were To Me Because You Were My Baby, And No Matter What You Did You Couldn't Hurt Me. I Believed In You, I Believed In Us. We Were One As Far As I Could See. And I Enjoyed Every Minute Of Every Second Of The Days That We've Spent Since Yesterday. Today When I Woke Up I Realized That We Would Never Be The Same. The Pain That I Once Couldn't Feel I Feel Every Last Drop As It Slowly Sinks Into My Soul. I Know You Believe Everything To Be Alright, But Really Everything Is Falling Apart. The Laughter I Once Enjoyed Has Become Nails To A Chalk Board, The Talks We've Once Had Turned Into Arguments Of Annoyance, And The Person I Once Loved Has Become Just A Friend. The Bound That We've Formed Could Never Be Broken, But The Love That We've Once Shared Is No More. Although My Love Is There It Will Never Be What You Want.. The Touch That We've Once Shared Is No Longer The Same For Me, And Although I Still Believe In You A Good Run We've Had, And Good Friends We've Been. However I Believe Our journey Has Come To An End. You Might Hate Me And Call Me All Kinds Of Bitches & Hoe's, But I Rather You Hate Me Then Rezent Me In The End. As I Come To End Of This Poem And Our Journey Just Want You To Know I Will Always Be Your Friend And You Will Always Be My First Love. THE END



I Wrote This As I Said A While Back And Til This Day My Ex Has Never Read It. I Never Mean For Him To Not Because I'm Hiding It But Cause When I Write Something I Do It For Me Not For People. When You Write Never Worry About What People Will Say Cause They Don't Your Pain, Sorrow, Joys, Or Lifestyle. When You Write Do You Don't Let People Make You...

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