I always wondered what I was to you,
was I a person who had a crush on you?
Was I a friend to you, a friend you wanted to know more about?
Was I the person who you had feelings for but didn't tell me?
It's weird, I always felt like you didn't want to talk to me,
Maybe you didn't, but at band practice you talked to me, you talked to me like no one else done before.
But why?
You knew I had feelings for you, but why did you talk to me anyways?
I will never know why and I will always wonder why.
Maybe I should ask, but your answer will probably be, "I was being nice."
Well it wasn't nice, it wasn't nice that the way you talked to me that made me believe you had feelings for me.
Maybe I'm better if I forget about you and you forget about me,
Forgive and forget?
No, just forget.

  • Author: Fluatist (Offline Offline)
  • Published: June 18th, 2017 04:31
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • Poetic Dan

    Beautiful, thank you.

    Always take a risk
    Lesson to be learned

    Forgive and forgot
    This is for yourself.

    That's what your poem told me 😉

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