the binder

Apr 18, 2005 19:20

I found a binder in your room...
open to a page with my name on the first line.
Words, words....
I thought I wouldn't hear from you are on the this paper.

You say that you don't love me anymore as you used too,
but, I still love you the same.

You sent me a message a few days ago,
I didn't respond,
I didn't know how to react,
I didn't know what to say.

I was shocked when I read message,
You said that you don't want to be in my "new" life.
But I see nothing new, but change.

I don't want to lose you,
but, it feels like I already have.
It's like your not long by my side.
And I stand here alone.

Your acting like I'm stranger,
Like you don't know me.
You never want to talk to me.
Even though I try talking to you,
it feels like talking to a ghost.

As I walk in your room,
More and more pictures are off the walls
off the counters, there gone.

Why are you acting like this with me. I have done nothing to you. I don't see how I have hurt you. I don't know why you are this sad. Some say that you are jellies? I don't know. You don't talk to me anymore. Today, I thought that you and I could have gone out to dinner. But, you were gone. I'm trying to be your friend, it feels like your not letting me. I'm started to feel like a ghost around you.
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