I keep filling my head,
With sweet thoughts,
And dreams,
Just mere fantasies,
Of your love,
For me.
Maybe this is just a dream,
Or memory,
Maybe a flashback into the beginning of our love?
I imagine you coming up behind me as I write on here,
Kissing me on the cheek,
Telling me hello.
And how you missed me.
But I know now.
You never will.
How could you love somebody like me?
So plain, and far down the social ladder, compared to you.
Why would you love me,
When you can have her?
Your perfect girlfriend.
Why do I torture myself so cruelly and sweetly?
Am I my own biggest enemy?
Why did I fall for you,
When you could never love me back?
I keep filling my head,
With sweet thoughts,
And dreams,
Just mere fantasies,
Of your love,
For me.
But I know now,
We never will be...
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The feeling I get, is the poem of yours that I chose
A contest entry
- Love by Ethereal Bard.
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Comments
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I like it very well done
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Am I own biggest enemy?
did you mean am i my own biggest enemy, cuz that makes NO sense whatsoever. lol, i love you bai.
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