8:56 by Angela Thomasso, you're not coming and i dont know how to feel
about this because it rips me in half and i want to feel
you so badly beneath my fingers because i hunger
for you and if it were up to me, i would find some way
to be with you. and thats what hurts the most, you're
not finding some way to be with me. because baby, i want
you and i need you, and i'm sitting here being all good
and pure because i need you. i could be out living la vida
de loca because i live in new york city and thats what im
supposed to be doing, only that i love you. and i could never
and would never break your heart the way that you're making
mine break right now. you are the best boyfriend i've ever had
and still, i feel like you're not that in love with me and you never
will be, and you never will book a flight you can't afford just to kiss me. 10/17/2005 Author's Note: Oh yeah, just an update, the man that i'm talking about in this poem did book his flight, against the odds, and with love.
Posted on 10/18/2005 Copyright © 2024 Angela Thomas
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