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28/4/04
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Sad poems Today was a good day, despite everything.
I had hope.
Life was good.
School is fine, home is fine.
Then there's you.
You're angry.
Don't argue.
You know me,
How well I read people,
How I got the skill.
You're angry.
The tiny things that most people miss, or dismiss.
Things you can't put a name to without sounding paranoid
A tone of voice, a turn of phrase,
A carefully constructed conversation
Where each word stings a little deeper
Even though you seem friendly
It's just a deep-down knowledge
Beyond intelligence or reason.
Beyond anything.
I can't stand it.
I can't even talk to you.
I wish you'd just be honest,
Even if I won't.
I love you.
If it was me, forgive me,
Whatever I've done, I'm sorry.
Of course,
You answer with silence.
Okay.
I can pretend too.
Bye then.
Very smooth. Your lines flowed so well I began to hear the argument in my head, and right before the very last line I went off into my own mind's argument. A very suggestive poem. Nice. :)
i was NOT pissed at you... i was being my usual PMS moody bitch like person who was slightly irritated at the whole not leaqving my neck alone thing... i wasnt pissed at you... nice tho honey...