It's funny how things happen
It's fun to see you smiling
I adore making you jealous
Or seeing you so interested in who I'm talking with.
I like seeing my past
But I don't want others seeing it
We all like to talk
Especially of each other.
It's funny how sometimes it can be three in the morning
And we're thinking on calling each other
Maybe our friendship is to big
Or maybe it has been your intent of hitting on me.
Rumors have been told
Going mouth to mouth
Hitting my ears
Making me think and laugh.
Where did our friendship end?
Will you you really replace me that fast?
Best friend how?
Do you have fallen for me?
My words don't seem wright
My heart don't seem to rime
My letters seem to be in disorder
So you don't understand them.
The lost of my voice
Hitting your ear
The lost of one more friend
Hitting my life.
Trying to reach out
"My friend"
Sending messages
You just ignore them.
Is this it?
Do you now hate me?
Or are you just ashamed of maybe
Liking someone weird like me?
Confidence
I thought we had
Chill
Is what you say after making me depressed about my life.
So hello
I won't be writing to you again
Cause friends talk
But we don't anymore.
Will someone even notice if I stop talking? Or writing?
YOU ARE READING
Beyond The Scenes; Poems
PoetryI tried, I waited, I'm done, Love faded. Your messages Filling my head And my phone I like you You don't You like me I don't And here goes again the same old story of love.
