Albot George

Time Out - Poem by Albot George

No matter what I right I'm going to get it wrong
But please read it as it's meant
You said that you are scared, I thing I saw that
When I said to you on Tuesday,
I think this has been on its way; for while
Not that I'm blaming you at all so
Don't get bitter at me, or bite your fat lips;
I'm trying to understand your text the best way I can
I'm going to keep my distance, with my affections
But not as a friend
Because we are bestest of friends
You are on short time now so it will be easier to miss
Each other, at work, and that might be a good thing for you
I am already missing you and feeling sick IT look like being
Another sleepless night and no shower
But you're right it will come crashing down
But don't look down when you see me
Don't texts, no matter how you feel, let today be your last text
I hope you can always see me,
I'll be in 114, at Christmas
Night night babe
XXX I love you XXX
Very near to the first TIME I said IT

Topic(s) of this poem: art

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, July 3, 2014

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