After so long, you begin to catch on to a persons games and also their true colors.


4 days

It's been four days since we've spoke
Four days since I've seen you
Four days since we've kissed

Calling and calling
I miss you more than you know
I know where you are
And exactly what you're doing

You say you need sex
As if it's your own personal form of heroin
Not caring what you have to do
Or even who you hurt
For instance.....
The girl that would do anything for you

You asked me to begin writing poetry
But hell, I just hope you even still remember me
I pretend I'm okay, and everything is calm
It's just sad how you'll read these on poetbay.com

I hope that soon you'll call me
And that things will again be the same
Just you and I
I hate this cheating game

But until then....
As you read this
Remember you're still on my mind and in my heart

I love you



Poetry by muriel
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Written on 2009-05-22 at 01:40

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