Treasure Island

Brookelyn Walker


Why Tim?


Why did I have to fall in love with him?
Why does he look this way and smile?
Why does his affection seem to smother me?
And then why does he suddenly turn cold?
What in the world is wrong with him?
Is he insane?
Doesn't he know that being around me,
Will only cause him pain?
Why do I hate him?
Why do I love him?
Why does he smile like that?
Why does he only forget what he did?
Why do I love him?
That wonderful boy named Tim?

Submitted: Saturday, November 23, 2013
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I hate him but I love him too.

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  • Sandra Regan (11/24/2013 12:15:00 AM)

    I totally get you. Please check out of some of my poems. They remind me of your cool poem. (Report) Reply

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