The One
27 April, 2005
Author: Spinelli
The one who tells me I'm the most beautiful.
The one who tells me everything's alright.
The one who says 'I love you'.
The one who whispers 'I miss you'
The one who chases away my fears.
The one who comforts me when I'm sad.
The one who makes me laugh.
The one whose presence's a consolation to me.
Hard as it is for me to say,
I won't be saying 'ditto' when you tell me you love me.
I won't be there for you like you are for me, 24/7.
Boy I'm sorry.
I wish I could ease your pain.
I wish I could fall head over heels for you.
I tried, but I couldn't.
Hurting you is the last thing I ever wanted to do.
Boy don't come crying to me,
begging me to love you.
It won't be fair,
both to me and to you.
Friends for years,
don't want to ruin this friendship.
What else can I do,
but to tell you that I don't love you?
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Comments on this poem/writing:
| Meriidan (152.163.100.197) -- Friday, April 29 2005, 06:11 pm Fret not Spinelli, he'll come with flowers before you can say "Holla". Hahaha.... Keep it comin', Keep it comin'! |
| Spinelli (218.186.58.44) -- Sunday, May 1 2005, 04:37 am Thanks;) |
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