Short Poems [Book #1]

Tired Of Missing You * {Happy Birthday To Me! I'm 15}

I saw you the other day,

But you didn't even say "hi",

I stared at you,

But, all I wanted to do was cry,

Why had you gone away?

Why did you say you hated me?

Why are we this way?

As I stared at you,

Those eyes glanced my way,

And I realized,

You didn't hate me,

You could never hate me,

Those eyes,

They were even soft when on me,

But, they held no interest,

And, my eyes,

Were as sad as they could be,

I missed you,

But, you didn't miss me,

I wanted to say something,

Anything,

Even "hi",

But really, you hurt me,

And, I still wanted to die from your harsh words,

But, I pushed that aside,

I wanted my friend,

I needed my friend,

I missed my friend,

But my friend did not miss me.