Victor Matthews

Idea Of You.

I liked the idea of you.

You ruined my idea of you.
I had a romantisized idea of you.

When I got to know you,
I was shocked.

What I thought you were, you weren’t.
But, what I thought you were,
Was me.

And that shouldn’t have shocked.

I’ve come to know,
That it’s impossible.

Impossible for me to like anyone,
But of course,
Myself.

Poem Submitted: Wednesday, July 12, 2006
Poem Edited: Saturday, August 14, 2010

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  • Laura Arnold (3/11/2007 1:41:00 PM)

    awesome very deep keep writing and ull keep getting better

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  • Lindsay Snider (3/5/2007 2:35:00 PM)

    it's always tough to form an idea of someone as somebody that they're not. good write.
    love always
    lindsay

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  • jennifer hall (2/23/2007 2:12:00 PM)

    To me thats impossible.....nice poem i like it its different

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  • Melvina GermainMelvina Germain (10/14/2006 10:44:00 PM)

    Well, that's certainly your business as to how you feel about yourself. Previously stated, I mentioned that you should get to know you. However maybe you are actually happy disliking yourself and others. You are entitled to your opinion afterall. Good poem--Melvina---

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  • Kee Thampi (7/12/2006 2:03:00 AM)

    And that shouldn’t have shocked.

    I’ve come to know,
    That it’s impossible.

    Impossible for me to like anyone,
    But of course,
    Myself not a big critic or, but one I can say you are talented with back of nice power to write make us to feel

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