I try to stay away,
from the mail
But, every time I think of you...
(Every moment I'm alive)
I can't help running to the door.
I know I said you should ignore me,
And everything I stand for.
But I never mean anything I say...
I should just stop talking.
I really do love you though,
I love they way I feel a high when checking my email...
I love how I think of the perfect match we were for each other...
But there's always a hangover
after a high
I haven't heard from you yet...
It's been two weeks.
I haven't heard your voice,
You never call.
I thought you would.
You liked me to you know!
But, it seems as if all you want is for me to leave you alone.
Mabye I will then,
Or mabye I'll just stop talking.
Finally shut up.
Sometimes...words shouldn't be said
more poems are coming soon...at the moment this is the only one here...just because the ones I want to put up are currently occupying wall space in my room... last night, I decided that I would build a prison of poems and thoughts. it seemed like a cool idea... so now, I have to write about 100 poems before the end of the summer to do that... *sigh* here we go again.
Luv Ya!
-Tove
