I Wish I Liked You
Author: Leah


At first I liked you
But other people didnt
So i tried to tell myself
That I didnt like you
Even though I knew that was wrong
And deep down I knew I did like you
Than one day I thought well I like him
No matter what
Than I saw you today
And my heart skipped a beat
And I was so happy to see you
Than I got home
And i was glad I thought I knew for sure That I liked you
But I didnt
I couldnt
I don't like you
But I really really want to like you
But I just cant
When I think of you I don't care at all!
Its tearing me apart
I wish I liked you
But I don't
I don't
I wish I did
I'm going to see you this thursday
And I'm not going to like you
Why oh why
I miss liking you
Or at least thikning I did
But now its like there was never anything
About you
but I thought there was
Why oh why
Tell me why


Comments on this poem/writing:

Leah ( -- Thursday, April 10 2003, 06:07 pm


This is Leah as you can see I was a (little) out of my mind when I wrote that poem!
Martin Vann ( -- Thursday, April 10 2003, 06:37 pm

As I recall, girls have BIG minds, room to roam around...,


Going to see him Thursday, my oh my, Why? Good question right? Others don't like him, hey, wait a minute, who is likeing who, are you joining the majority, or would you prefer to just be you, and find out for yourself. After all, theres is "something" that you like about him, and if that is true, I see, two options here for you. See through their eyes which sounds like a lot of white canes. Or, see for yourself, what he has shown to you.

Would like to know, what you find out. Intriguing poem, like it.

leah ( -- Saturday, April 12 2003, 01:00 am


thanx martin
leah ( -- Saturday, April 12 2003, 01:00 am


thanx martin
ddv ( -- Sunday, April 13 2003, 02:36 am


martin whatsa white cane?.
barb ( -- Monday, April 14 2003, 12:31 am


good poem but do what you want not what others think oh ddv white cane is what blind people use.
TO:Leah & DDV ( -- Monday, April 14 2003, 02:53 pm

Barb Is Correct..,

My reference to "White Canes" meant that "you" should seen this person through your own eyes as I'm sure you will. The others see this person through faulty vision and perhaps as some people who have bad eye-sight, these "others" use a walking cake, usually, white, so it can be seen better at night. Point, it doesn't matter what others think or See, only, what you think and see, I know you already that, but that was what I meant about the White Cane Thing. Okay?

By the way, how did Thursday go, Ummmm?

Love the poem, Leah

Leah ( -- Monday, April 14 2003, 07:52 pm


Hey its Leah. Thanx 4 explaining Martin, about the white cane thing lol. Thursday went ok I guess. Ive seen him through my own eyes not any elses and he is truly an amazing person. Things are all sorted out now and I'm just going to go on with my life
anonymous ( -- Tuesday, September 16 2003, 05:51 am

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lol what a bull s$#@ poem! i wrote this a long time ago i wasnt sure if i liked him when b 4 i knew i did and now i know ido
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