More Than A Friend?
9 June, 2006
Author: The Lost Girl
When I stared into your eyes I was paralyzed
So much so that I could barely think to breath
Now when I touch your hand it feels so cold,
And those eyes I once stared into I begin to loath.
Where were you when I started crying?
Where were you as I layed dying?
Where were you when the searing pain began?
Where were you? I thought you were more than a friend.
When we were together I thought it would always last,
but you proved me wrong, it went so fast.
Now that I think about it you were never there,
and I wonder if you even started to care.
Where were you when I started crying?
Where were you as I layed dying?
Where were you when the searing pain began?
Where were you? I thought you were more than a friend.
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Comments on this poem/writing:
| anonymous (64.12.116.5) -- Monday, June 12 2006, 03:47 am i love this poem, but I'm sorry you were put through that. |
| December Tears (66.228.226.15) -- Wednesday, June 14 2006, 05:27 pm hey i love this poem -- i can relate very well to it -- in fact i wrote a poem myself similar to this b/c i'm sort of in the middle of that type of situation and yea -- its a long story but keep the writing up |
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