i'm really messed up and
really confused.
i thought everything was going
fine until
earlier this week, you became
so distant.
now, i really need to know if
its true.
now, i'm not so sure that you still
want me.
tow, you've made me so confused
that i
don't know what to do
when you
were around, life was great
i swear/
you made me warm when i was cold.
when you were near,
i couldn't
tell you this, but you were
the one
who made everything see
so right,
who made me feel like i was
really loved.
who kept me company on those long
Tuesday nights
but now im hearing
that you
have told my "brother" 2 weeks ago
that you
waqnt to break up with me
so you
asked him to ask me out
even though im still with you
really i
just don't get it
what did
i do to deserve this?
is it
something i said or did?
something that you have said or done?
just that you don't love me anymore?
or is it that you just want to
be friends?
really, i'd like
to know.
i feel i have a right to
know why
you are doing this when it's messing up
my insides.
it hurts me inside
that you
can't tell me yourself
i understand
that you don't really want to
hurt me
but can't you see? by doing
this you,
are hurting me more than you
ever would
if you just broke up with me.
i need to know your reasons,
your thoughts,
your feelings, and everything else.
i want to try and work this out between
you and me.
i just don't want to be left in the dark.
don't i have a right
to know
exactly why you feel this way?
so even
if i never get to say this no matter what happens
i love you.
i don't care if we
break up
because you are the
one guy
that i really, truly
care about
and nothing is going to
change that
so babe just remember that
no matter
what has happened wheteher or not we've
broken up
or are not speaking, ill still say
"i love you"
that, i think, is honestly
true love
that never ends
so babe
just remember from now till forever always
i love you
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another of my poems
i'm fucked up beyond repair
how i got here i don't know
but i know you had something to do with it
that's your kind of thing
i wish you'd leave me alone
but i know it won't happen
i wish you were farther away
but i know you aren't
i wish you'd just die
but every time i try to kill you
you always come back to life
your memory won't even go away
somehow i wound up in this pit of disrepair
and as far as i can see
you're not here
theres not much to see
its reall dark all the time
theres a light but its real small
and real far away
its never hot or cold
theres never a breeze
or any humidity
i wonder ever day
if im in purgatory or hell
