I can't apologize enough
For my behavior.
I wasn't the best friend
Or even the best potential girlfriend for you.I was rude,
Selfish,
A bitch
And i didn't understand you
Or your job.Being nine years apart
Makes things a little difficult.
We're so much a like
But so different.Ever since I met you,
I wanted to be your girlfriend.
I blew my chance with you many times.
I don't know how
Or even if I can patch things up
And have you want me again.I crave to be
Everything you need
And want.
I want to help you
Through your demons,
Your hurdels,
Fix your broken heart
And start something new,
Exciting and enciting with you.But you don't want me
They way I want you.
You may never want me
Like that again.
So I have to cherish every moment
I get with you
As your friend, then hope
For the best for you.
YOU ARE READING
The Secret Confessions Of A High School Senior
Non-FictionMy life in free-verse poetry. I'm a seventeen year old high school senior, and these are my secrets, confessions, wants, needs and so much more.