someting i wrote a night, when i thought of the boy i have loved since i learned what love was... comments please?


You And Me Will Never Be Us

When everything is ment to be broken,
I just want you to know who I am.
But it leads me to the question;
Who am I?

I am me. I feel so unseen.
In my head, I'm nobody.
Me.

I see your face everywhere.
Behind every single corner, you're there.
You are so freaking beautiful.
You.

Every day I doubt the thought,
that we are gonna be together.
You and Me. A thought that shouldn't exist.
But in my head...
It's alone there.
Us.


Sometimes it's like you don't know me.
In those times,
I really wish I was as invisible
as you make me feel.
Do you know how invisible and dead you make me feel?

But then you seem to notice me,
and I don't know what to say.
You tell me I'm pretty and cute.
I believe your words, and feel so happy.

Then I wonder;
If I told you I need you,
would you catch me if I fall?




Poetry by Miriam
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Written on 2005-12-12 at 14:02

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Albert
I enjoyed your poem for its contents layout and readability so many younger aspiring poets add so many angry words that the contents are over shadowed by the anger yours asked the same questions we asked at your age. You will find out who you are eventually.

"I see your face everywhere.
Behind every single corner, you're there.
You are so freaking beautiful."

I love those lines and I suspect 99% of the poetBay writers have experienced the same feelings but maybe not with the other person being "so Freaking Beautiful, thoroughly enjoyed and shall look for your next poem.


Regards
Albert
2005-12-12