Thunder’s clapping
Rain is falling, drops that hit the window
And i sit there
Think about you
Wonder how i didn’t know
Before i told you
That i liked you
And let all my feelings show
Let myself fall for you too fast
Now i just think about the past
When you didn’t know
When i didn’t matter
You couldn’t see yourself with me
This is what i want you to see
Watch my heart shatter
We ignored it
Kept on laughing like the words were never said
But the silence and rejection, keeps pounding in my head
All i wanted was to see you, but all i see is red
Let myself fall for you too fast
Now i just think about the past
When you didn’t know
When i didn’t matter
You couldn’t see yourself with me
But this is what i want you to see
Watch my heart shatter
Tell me why
Couldn’t you want me too
That’s all you had to do
Tell me why
You let me make a fool
When i just wanted to be there for you
Let myself fall for you too fast
Now i just think about the past
When you didn’t know
When i didn’t matter
You couldn’t see yourself with me
But this is what i want you to see
Watch my heart shatter
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Author:
Stained Creativity (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: I wrote this about the only guy I ever asked out, and then got rejected by. I felt super mixed signals from him and i thought he liked me, but it turned out i was wrong. We still hangout and talk all the time and are friends, but i still like him and it hurts because he’s one of my best friends and I don’t want to ruin our friendship, but i also want him to like me back.
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Comments3
If you are still good friends maybe in time this will change and you will be come close.
Affairs of the heart are not what I normally do, but as this is the last one for this year:
Good real friends are hard enough to come by, so the best I can offer is to say, stay with it. All too often the very close type of relationship you wanted can end in grief anyway, while a good solid friendship can last through all kind of difficulties.
Dave
Good read. Have a happy Holiday and stay safe.
Write another poem using only third-person pronouns a moment of clarity may emerge. Works for me sometimes.
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