I think that you should know
how I really feel about you
since I never let you know
because I barely talk to you.
Our relationship was
the best thing in my life.
It made me breathe,
it helped me function,
it made me live again.
Cuz before I was gone,
ready to leave this world.
You picked me up
off of my death bed
and reassured me, with love,
that everything would be fine,
at least I thought it was love,
until I figured out
that you never really loved me at all...
sorry this poem is certainly
not about your feelings.
When my eyes first saw you,
I melted in my seat
and I thought that it would be true,
that you would love me too.
I took my chances and was happy I did
because I never felt this way before.
The feeling deep in my stomach,
it was in a bunch of knots
and I really couldn't explain
where this was coming from.
Until I kissed you,
the first kiss I experienced with you
was the best kiss of my life.
In my mind I was jumping,
flying with all the joy in the world, in me
and I even loved you then.
I knew we were meant to be,
if only you stayed with me...
it was at that point I realized
that I never want to lose you,
I knew you were the one for me,
I knew it with all my heart.
But then you fucking ripped out my heart
so there was no way that feeling was there
and you could've sown it back up
but why the fuck would you do that?
You never gave a shit about me!
I told you I loved you
but you weren't ready yet,
to love me too.
So I tried to give you time, I really did
but my excitement took over,
I had to say it again:
I love you!
You walked out of my life
