Saturday, November 10, 2007

two separate poems based on the same issue

How much longer
will I cry without tears?
Moan without sound?
Sob without air?

You think you get me,
Why I am sad.
You want me back,
The way you had me before.
Before you changed,
Found a girl to quickly love.

I need space,
Time to figure it out.
Figure me out.
You have no idea that I am lost inside
what I thought was real.

You have forced me to
Cry and regroup.
And for that,
I should thank you.

But I am sorry if I am not willing to
Shake your hand
Just yet.

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I'm sorry that it came to this,
Talking and rehashing.

I'm sorry you have to hear it
again and again,
That our friendship is too close,
too wonderful for me to handle.

I'm sorry that I told you
I was falling in love
And I am sorry that you denied it
the least of your attention.

I'm sorry that I'm the weak one,
Trying fast to heal.
I'm sorry I don't appreciate the chance
you have given me
to grow beyond you.

So thank you.
But I'm sorry, I can't shake your hand
Just yet.

4 comments:

LJ said...

Boy, do I *ever* know what you're talking about. Wow.

Sophia said...

Hi Diane!!!! Look at my blog and see cute Deacon and lets keep in touch more!

Erin said...

Diane I have a guy friend who feels much the same way, I think. I tagged you! Go to customize, add a page element, and add a link list. Then you can add your own links.

ABick said...

oh sweetie...
i feel ya. and if you want to laugh, you should just remember.
Hannah Montana knows how ya feel.
*note song "If We Were A Movie"...*