celia hinojosa

Rookie - 0 Points (8/24/97 / california)

It's Not That - Poem by celia hinojosa

It's not that I was addicted to pain but what we once had
all the pain and tears is what I miss the most
because that was proof of how we felt more than sad
to think that our love will end up a ghost
dead but once there and will haunt us forever
and will be with us until we die to follow us to our grave
so our love could never really end ever
your name in my soul and heart I just had to engrave
my love is not for you to rent but is yours to keep
but I know now that you didn't feel the same way
so I'm missing that love that made us both weep
don't think your name doesn't pop up each day
because it does and it's like a horrible game of boomerang
your name being it of course and me catching it
sweet dreams of ending it all with a big loud bang
because I've seen the finished puzzle and the pieces fit
It's not that I'm pleased with other people's suffering
or that I like to see happiness get sucked out of you
I'm just reminded of words that I was stuttering
and words slurred from midnight's of the blues
so It's not that I don't care about feelings
or I'm an asshole when it comes to love
it's just an old feeling that I'm stealing
to remind me of you and I my love.


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Poem Submitted: Friday, July 19, 2013

Poem Edited: Friday, July 19, 2013


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