I seemed to never fret.
Not about the Earth or the Sun;
Not even of what I had done.
For a few years ago
My heart fluttered about, to and fro.
My face lit up with joy
Every time I put my eyes on this boy.
His smile would turn my legs to Jell-O,
And every time he said "Hello"...
My heart jumped to my throat
Like some type of mountain goat.
When the break-up came,
Nothing seemed to quench the pain.
My heart was shattered,
My emotions completely battered.
Two years later I was still hurting,
And I had no idea how to choose my next footing.
You were there as a friend,
So I thought I felt my feelings bend.
You held me with care
While I contemplated what I cuold bear.
I was completely oblivious to your feelings,
But then you tossed out your dealings.
I was confused for a while,
But soon put it away in a file.
I seemed happier with you
So it was all I felt I could do.
But there is one thing
About this little fling.
Your hugs are different than mine,
And that made me see the sign.
My brain started turning
While my heart started burning.
I was hurting you with this lie
So all I wanted was for all of it to die.
I thought I could wait,
But now I have to deal with this fate.
I am completely confused as to what I should do!
I just want someone to make it a joke and scream "BOO!"
When you asked me to prom,
I was scared and turned to my friends on Facebook.com.
I know you said just friends
But those just aren't the trends.
For me it would only be friends,
But for you... that's not the way it bends.
You want this friends hip to be more,
But that thought causes my tears to poor.
Do you want to know why?
This fact might make you cry...
That story I told you?
Yes, well, it's still completely true.
I love him with all my heart,
Though he struck me with a fiery dart.
He shattered that muscle in my chest,
But I knew it was only for the best.
I danced with him last Saturday....
That is what brought these feelings all the way back into play.
My heart is his to keep,
And it really was not cheap.
I'm telling you this now,
Hoping there won't be anger in your brow.
I am truly and deeply sorry
And now it's best not to tarry.
So heal your wounds quickly.
Try not to get too sickly.
I do care for you more than you may think,
But now I must slip away, back into the brink.
Know how much this hurts me,
Much more than getting stung by a bee.
Keep this knowledge close at heart,
And be careful not to fall apart.
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Hey you - I really am sorry about this. But I'm so confused and I think it's better this way.
I kept it from you ever since you held my hand. I didn't want to hurt you, but while I was trying not to, I was only hurting myself. I've dealt with this long enough. I think I'd fall aapart if I hit it any longer. I hope the poem helped you understand. I wrote it for you... I'm so sorry... Don't obe hurt too much. Others will come your way. Thank you.
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