(Copyright to Alex Raburn, it is illegal for you to copy this. I will find out and sue you.)I am always cold.
By: Alex Raburn
November 2015If I don't do this now,
I will never get over you.
I have admit,
I hate you,
But I love you.I know you need her,
I know you want her.
But I will never be her.Tell me, am I going crazy?
Or am I just writing really really big?
I seem to be in the lines.At one time, you gave me that
"Can't sleep love"
And now I sleep better then ever
And I can't tell you how wonderful it is.I swear I'm over you,.
To everyone,
But myself.I still find shirts that smell like you.
They tend to make me miss you.You taught me my love for percussion music.
He taught me to love myself.
I taught myself that poetry is the greatest escape.And you used me.
Time and time again.
And it hurts everytime I see you.I've got feelings,
But you don't seem to mind that.
You lied to me.
You got your fix.She's a lot like me, really.
Except she does drugs and has a tattoo.
Wow.
Great.
I like candles...
And..uhh..
I hate her because she has something I will never get back.Maybe that's a good thing.
Maybe I'll stop thinking a bough
Your arm around my shoulders
And your green green eyes.I'll think about his messy hair
And that I don't have to be in the lines with him.But I will always love you.
And I think that's a problem,
Because I am always cold.
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Tea Time
PoetryPoetry for the weak hearted, the strong headed and the broken. All copyrights go to me, Alex Raburn.