I admired you from affar for so many years.
Your smile.
Your laugh.
Hiding my love as easy as my tears
How I yearned to be held in your arms.
To feel loved.
To be wanted.
Where even in death I would still yearn.
Yet your love was given to another.
My heart, for you still burned.
Compared to her I was nothing.
Like a weed compared to a rose
I was tossed aside.
Like dirt compared to gold,
I was over looked.
You showered her with love
that would have put out my burning heart
and even as you lay in death
you two are not appart.
I wanted to know that kind of love
but nothing is what you gave.
Even in death
I still love you.
Even in death beyond the grave.
Author notes
I wanted to write this poem from someone elses point of view than just the two main characters.
A contest entry
- Another Picture Inspired by delightfulmess.
450 points, ended February 25, 2008, 15 entries
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Comments
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Nice job. Great take on the pic.
Thank you for your entry in my contest.
Delila
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dont you ever say your a weed and shes a rose your also a rose,i may be young but i know what i talk bout and dont be silly saying that never think that again, ok?that was a beautiful poem but what if your heart has felt empty for a long time that little hole has said im gonne make fake feelings for this lady so she can be a handycap without you knowing?you love her as family noy sexual x but al of that may be wrong if i am im sorry and i wish you luck with everything
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Thank you. I wrote this poem the way I did because of my boyfriend. He loves to flirt and today at the blood drive he was heavly flirting with this nurse in front of me. I always feel like they're better than me if he'll give his attention to them but not me.
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