She'd talk about you,
More then often.
Sometimes a few sentences,
Sometimes a whole day.
But your name was mentioned,
More than a couple of times.
And it would bother me,
Bother me that she would talk so kind,
About a boy with so many bad names.
When she fought with you,
It broke her life in two.
I knew I had to do something.
So I contacted you.
Told you the deverstation of that girls heart.
You replied:"How could I ever me angry with that wonderful girl?"
A few words I said to you,
To swear ,
Our contact would never leave the MSN.
Promise kept.
I started to chat,
More and more.
Sometimes a few lines,
Sometimes a whole dialog.
But I always chatted to you.
Either for an hour,
Or for a minute.
It would start to bother me,
Bother me so much,
That I started to feel the same way as her.
You were too damn special.
Your words would fly into my heart,
Stay there for days and days.
My mornings would be happy,
And my nights would be bareable.
Alle because of your words.
But I started to deny it.
To myself and I,
And to her.
You loved you'r ex,
Your first love.
She was in your heart for ever.
You'r ex,
Is my friend.
You were in love with my best friend,
That girl you fought with.
How could I even compare myself to both of them?
Why would I even compare?
When there is nothing to compare.
I started to stay away,
For a while.
Just in case I would fall more in love with you,
For every chat we had.
This was no msn love,
No.
I knew you before,
We were friends a few years ago.
But I loved you now..
So it seems.
But your in love with two girls.
Your ex, my friend.
Your bestfriend, my bestfriend.
And I'm in love with you
True poem
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Very good as well :]
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This is sort of painful isn't it, this reflection. Sometimes they just don't get it. I know how a person can break a lot of hearts and not know it or ever mean it, just being themselves. I've had friends like that. In fact, this poem reminds me of a dancer I know with such a history and we were friends, and I often wondered why we weren't more.




