What It Means To Love You Poem by jose de claro

(jose_de_claro)
16june’06\5: 45pm)

I still don’t know why I feel this way;
When I think of you I feel so weary.
It brings back the time those sad mem’ry;
I still recall how’d you hurt me that day.

That moment my world did stop,
And you know what? I’m a bit of a shock.
Superbly breathless don’t know how to react.
I just can’t believe those words you’ve said;
I feel rejected, you made me feel like dead.

How could you do this to me?
What did I do to make you change that way?
I thought you were my friends.
Don’t tell me all this time you’ve just pretend.

You’ve said I must forget you; the right thing that I should do.
Don’t love too much, must learn to let go.
And time will come I’ll find someone new,
But this I tell you; none of them was you.

Why don’t you just tell me? Why don’t you just admit?
That perhaps you’ve loved me even though a bit.
Just say these words, it’s all that I need.
Maybe this way this wound would soon be healed.

If loving you means setting you free;
Do the things that could make you happy.
Even though it causes me this too much pain;
I’ll hide my tears seeing you with him.

Just don’t say that I must forget you,
‘Cause this I tell you; it’s the thing that I couldn’t do.
Just let me stay in the rain;
Even though I know…loving you means pain.