I tired to love her,
Even if it just had to be in the dark.
She may have said no,
But that girl is still a work of art.
She lost her religion,
And her parents too.
I'll still be there for her,
And I could never say
Her affection is overdue.He tries to love me
And I can't say no.
I know what it feels like,
Alone in the cold.
He deserves better,
And I don't think I love him like that,
But karma might hit me back.I'll give him hugs,
Dances,
And plenty of second chances.
If I can't love him like that,
I'll never ever leave him alone.
He can hold my hand,
But he has to understand,
I don't think I can be his.I owe my life to him.
He let me see another day.
His strange affections
Just about take my breath away.
We can go adventuring
Any time you want
And I won't even try to act nonchalant.He says he thinks about me every day.
That making me laugh makes him happy.
The problem is, I'm gay,
But I want to stay in his life.
I just could never be his wife.Dear friend,
I really love you,
Just platonically.
I'd kill for you,
Die for you,
And I've lived for you.
Thanks to you,
My life didn't end.Thank you for all you've done,
I just am not the one.
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Sam Glaspy's Poetry
ŞiirSam Glaspy's sad and gay poetry about her stupid dumb life. Welcome to hell, loves! WE DID IT Y'ALL- #5 IN SYNESTHESIA AFTER ONLY TEN VOTES THAT REALLY TELLS YOU HOW LITTLE PEOPLE WRITE ABOUT IT BUT IM STILL PROUD OF US!