un-named.
hi.
i wrote a poem.
don't get all interpretational with it.
it's not talking about a specific time.
It's talking about all the times I've ever fallen out of love with a person, or them out of love with me. Because I'm starting to really appreciate the way things turned out.
They're nice.
(It needs a title)
So here:
... so there.
I wonder why i cannot name my own stuff.
i wrote a poem.
don't get all interpretational with it.
it's not talking about a specific time.
It's talking about all the times I've ever fallen out of love with a person, or them out of love with me. Because I'm starting to really appreciate the way things turned out.
They're nice.
(It needs a title)
So here:
All the pain and sorrow I
Reflect upon, and pause
Because - I'm sorry - I did not know
That we could be the cause.
I wonder, as our paths have crossed,
Exactly how you feel.
I wonder if love's truly lost,
If love was even real.
It seems to me (as it should do)
A tragedy has struck
And yet I know that Love tends to
Plays games with Friendship's luck.
We could be with stars above
On love's most peaceful shore.
But I know: though we like to love
We love our friendship more.
... so there.
I wonder why i cannot name my own stuff.
i like this a lot. go read mine it's in my lj!
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