Sunday, June 22, 2008

Poem: Reversal

Ah!
I see now, the truth, my dear;
It is you, does not want, to be friends.
For reasons unknown
you have tried your very best
to push
that decision
on me.
But to find
that I'll take you,
any which way,
is the last note you sang
to me.
And now that I know
you wish not be near me,
I find
that I still
wish you here.
I admit I don't know
what it means to be friends
ask any
who've known me
for long.
To you
friends with me
would be wrong
so you flew to your friends
Birthday Party
when I'd opened
my soul
to you.
I told you I had nothing
just only my heart
now your silence
is leaving
me blue.

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