For Her Poem by A Waltz For Zizi

For Her



She said
to stop
bringing her
flowers.
She said
she always
hated me.
I never asked
why.
I think
I didn't want
to know.

I was a coward,
I only did
what I was told,
but I wonder
if maybe
she would have fallen in love with me
if I was like her
If I was dying.

Friday, April 18, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: love
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Captain Cur 25 April 2014

They only love what they can't have. Good write.

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