Eight Months + None Poem by Xxalycha madriexX

It's come to the point,
where i cant deal with you.
I've tried to make it work
but i think im finally through.

I thought you were the greatest thing
that ever happened to me.
And for eight months you were.
But my mind has changed,
at least until you can show me
that your not too 'busy' to talk

Our problem used to be
we werent allowed to be together.
But now we are and i dont think
it will last 'forever'

It dont seem like you want,
me to be your girlfriend.
You never call or try to see me,
do you want it to end?

I dont care anymore
whatever! ! !
eight months,
must be forever.