Miranda Bradley


Thought He Was Romeo - Poem by Miranda Bradley

We talk everyday, and each and every night.
We talk about the future, and our new life.
We tell eachother stories, that make no since at all.
Because we tell eachother everything, big or small.

We thought that it was true, what we thought.
We thought we was ment to be, I guess it shows were not.
Because everyday, we grow bored.
And I never know what to say, Except my hearts still torn.

Though romeo still says he's inlove, and I can't believe that.
I don't feel that way, maybe I should have?

It's just my hearts in a wirl, and don't know what it wants.
That guy want's to kill himself, when I say what I don't want...
What he says that I give him, everyday.

At the beginning I thought it was love, but now... Romeo isn't what I dreampt of.


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Poem Submitted: Thursday, May 12, 2011

Poem Edited: Thursday, May 12, 2011


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