Sarah Van

Bittersweet. - Poem by Sarah Van

First time I saw you, I thought I'd forget you.
You're just a boy, what if I'd never met you?
Does algebra usually unite kid's hearts?
First time we talked, mine gave a start.

That summer together, what a delight.
I think we talked through every single night.
I came to know more of you than I saw,
And all I could do was admire in awe.

Every text that you sent, every place that we went,
All of our memories, (they're heaven sent?)
As much as I try, I can't help but look back.
I miss all those times when my breathe would lack.

Not sure what I saw, but I kept up my hope.
Never felt that way before.. It's still hard to cope.
WITH second thoughts, we became 'me and you',
I felt like flying, it was too good to be true.

But I needed a man, a man iron clad.
I wanted you now, forever mine to be had.
From what I could see, no matter what I could do,
Of course you'd change your mind about 'me and you'.

What if I came back over today,
Would you hug me hello, or wave me away?
You don't even care that I'm up, needing Nyquil.
While those looks that you give, I keep to recycle.

We keep up this facade, feigning our mirth,
When all we do is dance over the worth.
You need to know that I'm sick of this show.
All I want is for you to let me know.

The thought that you're timid, it gives me a fright.
You try to be slow, but I need you to fight.
No one understands, nobody can learn.
I hope you know that it's definitely your turn.

Do you miss the way we used to be?
Do you notice that I need a guarantee?
I need to be loved, I need to be seen.
How don't you realize I CAN'T come clean?

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Comments about Bittersweet. by Sarah Van

  • (6/21/2010 5:16:00 PM)

    Yeah. Totally not about him :)
    I love you. I love him. It finally let me comment this. Im so happy!
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Poem Submitted: Saturday, April 24, 2010

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