Just Friends....Finishing The Story. - Poem by Miranda Stoltz
You were sweet.
You were kind.
Oh how I wanted you to be mine.
When you said you liked me.
I replied 'I like you too'.
If only I was there with you.
You made me smile, you made me giggle.
Oh I was in such a pickle.
I was falling in love, that's what i thought.
Your a straight A student.
Always so prudent.
But you don't know my heart.
Not even from the start.
The miles might keep us apart.
This I knew from the start.
But what I didn't know, is that it would hurt so bad.
That you could make me so sad.
Always so smart, always so brave.
But me, im hiding in a cave.
I wish you would set me free.
So i could finally just be me.
We used to get along.
But somewhere everything went terribly wrong.
Now the degrees are getting colder.
And me, I'm getting a little bit older.
If only I was prettier.
If only I was better.
Maybe we would still be together.
You changed my life.
If in a good way, I do not know.
But you sure as heck didn't make me whole.
The day we ended is stuck in my mind.
For it will be there.
The rest of time.
We still talk, almost everyday.
Though you are no longer mine.
I tell myself it's gonna be fine.
I think about you all the time.
But me, I don't even cross your mind.
I'm about to unwind.
I want to tell you I love you.
I wish you would tell me the same.
I'm tired of playing this childish game.
I want to lock up my heart, throw away the key.
Though everywhere I hide it.
You find it.
So this game just replays itself.
While im trying to rebuild myself.
You keep pulling me down.
I don't think I'll ever see ground.
FINISHING THE STORY
I tried to talk it out with you.
Maybe find some sort of clue.
Just trying to pull myself through.
You blamed it on our parent's.
Saying you couldn't lie anymore.
Hearing that i wanted to die.
I told you that you had changed me.
And how i wish this could all just be arranged.
Your response will remain unchanged.
For this wonderful boy that i had once knew.
Had turned into someone with a different view.
Although your response may have been true.
I honestly wanted to kick you.
You told me to get over you.
And boy, that's exactly what im going to do.
You told me to move on with my life.
It felt like you had stabbed me with a knife.
But your the one whos at a loss.
Cause me. Im my own boss.
Your out of my heart, and out of my mind.
How could you be so blind.
Im onto a new season.
You made such a treason.
I don't need to give anymore reasons.
I guess this is goodbye.
And yes i did cry.
You won't get a reply.
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