Other girls don't mean the same.
They seem so lame,
Next to the image of you.
But the thought of you makes me blue.

You tease me endlessly.
I can't help but take it literally.
I say I'll care always,
But you ignore me in hallways.

You've taken my soul,
And it's left a big hole.
I'm so confused,
I feel as though I've been used.

I am your plaything.
I wish I could just hang,
And have this all end.
So that then my soul can mend.

You say that you love me.
The words haunt me endlessly.
I wonder what you mean.
I love you with my whole being.

I think about you all the time.
That's why there is this rhyme.
I've got not more guts to spill,
My eyes begin to fill.

I think I will stop now.
You know now how,
I feel toward you.
Can our relationship start anew?

01/02/2005

Author's Note: I wrote this ages ago for my ex boyfriend

Posted on 01/02/2005
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