Hurt Poem by Miranda Van Yperen

Hurt

Rating: 5.0


There’s a stabbing pain
When you call my name

Knowing what I did to you
Things will never be the same

I can't believe what I did
And I know it was not right

I miss everything about you
I miss it when we’d hug real tight

I’ve pulled and pulled
On your heart

What’s done is done
It can't just restart

I wish you could
You have to see

What I did to you
And what it did to me

I love the thought
Of me and you

I'm sorry for what I’ve done
Everything’s just so new

The sad part is knowing that
I love you, but I can’t

But I still love you
With every painful pant

And so you know
That is why

You’re the reason
When I cry

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
dasds dasf 28 July 2009

hey i read this and.....wow, its just awesome not much i can say than that

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Darla Holt 27 July 2009

Miranda, these words pulled on my heart string. Wonderful poem. I love it.

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Justin Unanue 22 July 2009

The title was Hurt, but it could have just as well have been Regret. That's what I got most out of this poem. Regret. Nice job.

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