I'm sick of staring at the ceiling,
Sick of dropping to the floor,
Tired of how I'm feeling,
Something I can't seem to ignore.
Running from fucked up emotions,
Apologizing is all I can seem to do.
Feels like being swept away by the ocean,
You wonder if anything I'm saying is true.
I've completely lost my mind,
I guess you always knew,
I let my rage control me,
Instead of listening to you.
There's nothing left for me to say,
My only words left are few,
The only thing left to say now,
Is a solemn, "I love you"
Author notes
I wrote this in what I think could possibly be my boyfriends view of things. [read "Love Letter?" or you'll be confused] it's hard to tell how someone else feels but it's a reflection of his behaviour. Sort of a reply to the poem I just wrote. This is also a tweak of a poem I wrote a few months ago called "Saying Sorry" That I didn't post on here. It had a lot of similarities to Love Letter? so I did this with it. I might post the original on here sometime.
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oh man....this was great. this is now one of my favorites. thank you for your words and keep on writing. i would love to hear more poetry of yours.
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you are so true..and
Apologizing is all I can seem to do.
I seem to be doing that A LOT, and it makes me think that all i'm doing is fucking up..but awesome poem, i'm glad you told me to come and read it. i really enjoyed it
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Thanks/You're welcome, lol.
I'm sure you're not fucking up. You seem too nice! =)
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