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Hopelessly Devoted to You

I've been thinking a lot
And I finally realized
All that I felt for you
And how none of it ever died

I could tell myself forever
That I'll only be your friend
But I could never fool my heart
My feelings are without end

There's some people I can't tell
'Cause I know they might tell you
And now's not your time to know
If you did, what would I do?

What if I'm just a friend to you
And you don't like me that way
Maybe to you I'm like a sister
You'd never give the time of day

What if you've felt this all along
But never told me so
I can't date 'till I'm seventeen
Whether or not you know...

In truth I'm equally afraid
That you'll say no as that you'll agree
I'm paranoid and I'm so scared
I know, of you, I'll never be free

Generally I don't mind risks
But this terrifies me
I'd hate to think that my mistake
Caused us not to be

If only you could send some sort of sign
"Come closer" or "back away"
I'll grant you either one of these wishes
If you would tell me one day

Because no matter what you say
My feelings for you will not change
As far as control seems to go
This decision is out of my range

Author notes

Obsessed with our school's production of Grease...
Obseseed with the topic of this poem...
Clearly obsession's to blame for this piece.

But does obsession form good poetry? let me know.

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  • Blooming Poet
    February 8, 2008

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    I started singing the song from grease the instant i saw the title. love is hard and kinda new at your age, its a new sensation.


  • CatQueen248
    January 14, 2008

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    I've been in your situation before and let me tell you. Either get up enough courage to do something or move on. It's not worth it. Here's how I always looked at it and I know it's kind of morbid, but just think about it. If you were or he was to die tomorrow would you regret not telling him how you felt. If so then devise a plan and finally see if it truly is meant to be. Don't be afraid, you'll never know until you try. And I guarantee if he doesn't feel the same then you will find or someone will find you. If there's one thing I've learned it's when you aren't looking for love, that's when it finds you. Hope I helped. By the way, this was a great poem, you wrote with emotion and it was portrayed. Keep up the good work, I hope to see more.


  • Corinthians13-4
    January 14, 2008
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    Yes, obsession does form good poetry. I understand fully what you are saying here and I feel bad for you. That situation truly sucks. I know, I've been there. Once again, excellent. FYI: typo in authors note. Second obsessed