Not really a Poem
     Just me babbling
Trust Me
There is this thing that I have, it is a trust thing.  I don't trust many people just because i have been hurt so mant times.  There was Rob, then Steve and now Eddie...Eduardo Antonio *****.  Bet he doesn't remember my middle name.  He knows nothing about me right now.  The only reason that Edd went out with me is because Jerry "forced him to" .  I don't know why he would tell me that he loved me and be so sweet and kind to me when he didn'y even like me.  He could have told me in the first place that he wasn't interested, but no.  He had to let it drag on to the point where there was so much love from me to him that if it ever ended so would my life.  In my "To make a new plan" poem, I said what I thought about everything, he read it, and he said that he didn't care.  Whenever realationships end, the words"we will still be friends" always surface.  Me and Edd will never be friends like we were.  Everything has changed.  HE really furt me and I don't thing that I will ever be able to forgive him for it.  I want to start writing again, I feel free when I do...I want to write and then have others read it and then have more people read it and finally I I will be the god of writing...everyone will be so god damn envious of me and I will be so liked...for the first time in a long time...thank you
Derby.
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