Jan 29, 2005 13:16
This Poem Is Called...
Him
He still makes me warm inside
His smile
His eyes
His voice
He makes me smile
But mostly makes me cry
His absence makes me ache
Every tear I shed for him
Makes me want him even more
Over and over again
A vicious cycle
Attraction
Deception
Hurt
Pain
Hate
Such a vicious cycle
Damn him
His darkn brown eyes
His sexy smile
His lucious lips
He keeps me up at night
My mind wanders
What could have happend
What could have been
All gone now
Slipped so far away
And yet
I still miss him...
~The End~
Not one of my best poems...but..i still like it