Tuesday, July 8, 2008

2nd poem

When I say Goodbye

You asked me what it meant,

That one little word.

But if I told you that,

The truth would be heard.

I can’t hold it much longer,

The feeling of love.

As I watch you fly away from me,

Soaring like a dove.

I know this shitty rhyme can’t do it,

Express how I feel.

But I need to write it,

Just to help me heal.

I know I shouldn’t think,

That you would be mine.

But I want you to know,

I’m thinking of you in every line.

I’m not good at this thing,

This kind of writing.

But I’ll do what ever it takes,

If you’d think of reuniting.

So here I sit,

Just sitting and typing.

But I can’t see what’s wrong,

Maybe it’s bad timing.

That line didn’t fit,

It felt like a joke.

But all I will do is sit,

And have my heart broke.

So to this I say goodbye,

Right now to you.

And hope things fall apart,

Between you and your boo.

Goodbye, ***

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