I Don't Like You Anymore

Cheeky Missy

I don't like you anymore.

Does that strike a fearful chord? 

Think you I'll walk out the door

And you'll see me nevermore? 


But while doubt plays in your mind, 

And your eyes are searching mine

Trying to see if you can find

What I mean and this deny, 


I will tell you what I mean; 

Tremble, yes, while searching me; 

For I say it not lightly....

You mean so much more, you see: 


I don't like you anymore....

"Like" strikes such a fickle chord,

 Lightly in and out the door; 

Thus I cast it off with scorn.....


For what shall not pass away, 

Steadfast and enduring, yea, 

I would be from day to day; 

Dare believe me when I say.....


I LOVE you.


15Dec10

  • Author: Chic George (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: December 16th, 2010 00:05
  • Comment from author about the poem: The thought came, and I eagerly pursued it to the conclusion. Yet, I am dissatisfied, for I rather think it incorrect.....would love be so unkindly mischievous as to make the statement that struck the terror?
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Comments1

  • dbremner

    You have no reason to be dissatisfied as this is a well written piece.

    • Cheeky Missy

      Thank you very much....well-written perhaps, (and of course I liked to imagine it was!) yet still and all, would love really mischievously strike a note of terror before comforting/rejoicing? That part I cannot justify, though initially I had liked to think so.



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