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He makes me want to smash sand castles into the ground with my heel.
He makes me want to forget what it's like to feel.
He makes me so angry with him that I want to cry.
He makes me want to live again, just to see him die.
He makes me stutter so easily when my head is filled with words.
He makes me want grow wings and fly away with birds.
He makes me crazy with the way he seems so confident.
He makes me hate the stupid ways that our time was spent.
He tells me that I drink too much, I read too much and sleep too much,
And smiles behind his perfect teeth while saying I don't laugh enough.
I hate it when he whispers in my ear, when there's no one else to hear,
or makes me catch my breath and hold it, when he is so near.
I hate it when he smiles at me, and my heart pound in my chest,
How he makes me seem so vulnerable, and then puts me to the test.
I hate that he can touch just my hand, and send shivers down my spine.
I hate that he can have anyone's heart, and still he chooses mine.
I hate him each and everyday, every hour without fail.
And yet in the battle of my heart, he always will prevail.
I hate him for the way that I fell in love so easily,
and in his eyes he knows that he means so much to me.
So if I must admit it, I love him with every fiber of my being.
And that's not a bloody massacre, but my heart he's seeing.
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omg thats a really good poem!! i love it~'
it rhyms really well and is just awesome!!
i hope your happpyyyyy i love ya~~
<3
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Posted by Teardrop
on 2008-08-21 00:37:32
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