Bitter Sweetness



I'm being bitter
A stupid, bitter fool
Because I realize
That love is nothing more
Than what it is,
A four lettered word
Whose true meaning we know
Nothing of.

And yes,
I will admit
That it pains me
To talk to you

Because I'm reminded of
The memories
And how much I wanted
Only you.

I'm not angry
Oh no, not at all...

It's just the memories.

Memories
Of what we were
Of what I'll never have

And I know for a fact
That I will never
Say,
"I love you"
To anyone else
But to you.

I'm fighting back thoughts of
Life's not fair.

It's not fair, and obviously
Never will be.




Poetry by Kel
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Written on 2007-01-22 at 04:09

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