brieann morrison

Me Or Her?

Were driving with your hand on my lap,
look out the window thinking of how perfect this is.
Then i see you texting her, did you think i couldnt tell?
Your kissing me and talking to her,
dragging me along by the strings on my heart,
they all tell me to go and get going before i drown in you,
those eyes have me stuck,
that kiss brings me back;
my friends all tell me just to pack.
I know whats happening here,
your playing me again.
you had your chance to tell the truth,
or did it ever occur to you?
Do you even care?
Do you really know who i am?
Do you know how much it hurts playing with my head?
I cant wait til you hit the bottom,
so i can just pull you back up.
Open your eyes and see what im showing you,
open your ears and hear what im telling you.
Were going to draw the line, nothing can save you.
You'll find out when your drying your own tears;
while im putting a smile on my face.
Nothing can save you when you hit the bottom,
you couldnt even pretend if its the end,
me or her?

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Poem Submitted: Monday, October 12, 2009

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