You're on my mind
Day after day.
I don't mind anymore...
...Yeah
...Right.
I only
Want one thing...
For our first year, that is.
Kick him to the curb
Along with all the others
...and me.
I'm second choice
Now
-Second priority.
Your time isn't spent thinking of all the crazy shit we've done
Anymore.
Now it’s spent on "him"...
-that sick son of a-
...well, he stole your heart away from my grasp.
But nooo...
-HE'S your baby now.
So that means I'm supposed to like him.
I'm supposed to be okay.
...and I'm not.
I told you at first:
"Do you want me to tell you everything’s
Okay and hide the hurt and pain
It’s causing me?"
Do you remember your response?
No?
Let me remind you-
"Well...yeah"
You said it in that cute little voice you use-
NO!
Dammit, why must you take over me
The way you do?
This is suppose to tell you
How I feel,
Not how cure you always sound over the phone.
Let me summarize the main point
In my own request:
I love you.
I want to spend forever with you and a day and a half.
-You hurt me
-You won't let me.
Maybe if I dream long enough,
My wish will come true.
Copyright 2004 beginning_poet
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