I'm still not over you.
oh my fucking god of fucking
fucked up situations.
its just so irritating
my thoughts are masticating
chewing over facts like they are running out of time
i feel as though im drowning
my head and heart are pounding
this cant be right, its outta site, its gotta be a fucking crime
how can you still be a part of my life?
youre not. oh god.
i miss you, i dont miss you
i miss you, i dont miss you
how can i feel opposite things at the same time?
not really sure how its possible
but its oh so goddamn true
the fact of the matter darlin'
is i'm still not over you...
I'm still not over you.
my heads so goddamned full of shit
and nothing i do will clear it
its so goddamn frustrating
all this fucking hating
you know i hate to hate i told you at least a hundred times
i feel as though im hanging
by a single thread, im scanning
for a lifeline but all i can see is you and you. dont care...
how is it you're not a part of my life?
you're gone. oh god.
i miss you, i dont miss you
i miss you, i dont miss you
how can i feel opposite things at the same time?
not really sure how its possible
but its oh so goddamn true
the fact of the matter darlin'
is i'm still not over you...
the fact of the matter darlin'
is i'm still not over you...
oh my fucking god of fucking
fucked up situations.
its just so irritating
my thoughts are masticating
chewing over facts like they are running out of time
i feel as though im drowning
my head and heart are pounding
this cant be right, its outta site, its gotta be a fucking crime
how can you still be a part of my life?
youre not. oh god.
i miss you, i dont miss you
i miss you, i dont miss you
how can i feel opposite things at the same time?
not really sure how its possible
but its oh so goddamn true
the fact of the matter darlin'
is i'm still not over you...
I'm still not over you.
my heads so goddamned full of shit
and nothing i do will clear it
its so goddamn frustrating
all this fucking hating
you know i hate to hate i told you at least a hundred times
i feel as though im hanging
by a single thread, im scanning
for a lifeline but all i can see is you and you. dont care...
how is it you're not a part of my life?
you're gone. oh god.
i miss you, i dont miss you
i miss you, i dont miss you
how can i feel opposite things at the same time?
not really sure how its possible
but its oh so goddamn true
the fact of the matter darlin'
is i'm still not over you...
the fact of the matter darlin'
is i'm still not over you...
Author notes
meh... i know im not big on the grammer thing. dont comment about it. i dont care about spelling and punctuation. im trying to get the message out. the message is not that i'm a teachers pet. there-for... very little in the way of '";?/., etc. or capital letters. if theyre there, theyre there for a purpose, not because a teacher told me they should be. rant over.
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I showed my friend one of my poems... she's not an AP member but then she showed me this. ^^ she told me she kinda relates to the same situation... lolz. although the grammar thing was a problem for me, at least though you managed to affect your readers with your thoughts and feelings. (Which for me must be the most important part)
blessed be
Blanche

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thanks for overlooking my annoying inability to find purpose in grammar... oh dear, your poor friend, hope she's able to get over him/her eventually
thanks for commenting
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