Different

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I can no longer be
Alone with my mind

The heart in my chest
Now beats out of time

I remember a time
When I called you mine

And you were as sweet
As a rhyme

Now you spring this on me
I'm confused

I really don't know
What to do

But I can't say
I don't miss you

I want to believe that
What you're saying is true

But I'm scared.

I'm scared because
You're different now

You're new and free
And I don't know how

To tell you that I miss you.

A Note From The Poet!

Hello my little bunnies! That was weird. What I mean when I call you bunnies is that I find bunnies cute and I also find you guys and your comments cute! So I called you bunnies because you're all cuties!

So the story behind this one is that my ex boyfriend, my first love, told me he missed me. It had been almost a year since we had both agreed to split up and still be friends. We were friends, but very distant. We fell in love from being close friends first. So we had started talking again and becoming closer, and he decides to tell me that he still loves me and that breaking up was a stupid idea (he had initiated the breakup discussion) and he was thinking about asking me out again. I was fricking confused as frick, so I decided to take to my classical music (yes, I listen to classical music sometimes) and start writing. I came out of my zone with this. Stereotypical for a 15 year old, I know, but I had to sort my thoughts.

My feelings at this point were confusion, worry, self doubt, and fear. I was also analyzing the situation. I decided not to go back to him, because I need to focus on the future and not the past. And if we were "meant to be", as people call it, it would work itself out, and I'd be sure of myself and my decision. So if it is "true love", it will work itself out.

That's about it. Sorry for all the dreadfully long author's notes lately. I guess I've just got a lot to say.

Love you guys, bye!

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