weird, yet ANOTHER poem... this one was kinda freestyled
Yo, you used to be my girl,
But my love is still there,
And I know you are aware,
You know I miss runnin' my fingers through your hair,
It can just be assumed,
I miss the smell of your perfume,
I miss just laying in your room,
I just hate being,
So uncomfortably not-close to you,
I just wish I could find the words,
The ones describing my emotions,
My mind constantly wants to be assured,
It's hard to maintain my composure,
With the knowledge that,
Your previous connection to me,
My have come to a closure,
I just wish for your love again,
There's no other way I can word it,
I just wish that I had stopped,
Before I had destroyed it,
I just knew that you were different,
I just knew I couldn't lose you,
And I have never felt more scared,
Then when you told me of how,
You had questioned your love,
But I had to stay calm,
I need to be a man with emotion,
I knew you needed to be comforted,
In the clutch of my arms,
But let's travel back to the lighter side,
I have never felt such pure unaltered joy,
Then I did after you said the words,
"I didn't realize how much I missed you",
Hidden from your view,
Was the face and the expression, of the happiest man on Earth,
Who was now able to release all of his tension,
Saturday's argument was just a release,
Of the energy built up,
By the fight between my unassured conscience,
And my mind's state of peace,
I need to know if I should wait,
I have to know if I should hold on,
To whatever it is I'm bound to,
Or if me waiting for you is wrong,
Only recently did I start,
To question myself and my actions,
When the conversations started to end,
On different reactions,
It seems that "I love you",
Has become a single-sided statement,
Nothing has so disintegrated my confidence,
Then to notice those word's abatement,
I feel like I'm hanging by a burning rope,
Who's end is fastened to my remaining hope,
I don't mean to force myself upon you,
I have no intention of being rude,
I can only do what I'm told,
Because I'm being controlled,
By the guards that are walking,
Along the halls of my love's prison,
The beast that was eating at me,
Was just a question unrealized,
All I want to know is if you still love me,
If so, just know, you just put me on cloud-nine,
And your pictures on my desk,
Would be seen more like a shrine,
To the soul witholder of my love,
And my heavenly divine,
This poem can never be quite finished,
When all of my highs and lows are spinnin',
So all I can do is keep writin',
Praying for a spark to hit your filament,
And conduct our loves re-enlightenment...
But my love is still there,
And I know you are aware,
You know I miss runnin' my fingers through your hair,
It can just be assumed,
I miss the smell of your perfume,
I miss just laying in your room,
I just hate being,
So uncomfortably not-close to you,
I just wish I could find the words,
The ones describing my emotions,
My mind constantly wants to be assured,
It's hard to maintain my composure,
With the knowledge that,
Your previous connection to me,
My have come to a closure,
I just wish for your love again,
There's no other way I can word it,
I just wish that I had stopped,
Before I had destroyed it,
I just knew that you were different,
I just knew I couldn't lose you,
And I have never felt more scared,
Then when you told me of how,
You had questioned your love,
But I had to stay calm,
I need to be a man with emotion,
I knew you needed to be comforted,
In the clutch of my arms,
But let's travel back to the lighter side,
I have never felt such pure unaltered joy,
Then I did after you said the words,
"I didn't realize how much I missed you",
Hidden from your view,
Was the face and the expression, of the happiest man on Earth,
Who was now able to release all of his tension,
Saturday's argument was just a release,
Of the energy built up,
By the fight between my unassured conscience,
And my mind's state of peace,
I need to know if I should wait,
I have to know if I should hold on,
To whatever it is I'm bound to,
Or if me waiting for you is wrong,
Only recently did I start,
To question myself and my actions,
When the conversations started to end,
On different reactions,
It seems that "I love you",
Has become a single-sided statement,
Nothing has so disintegrated my confidence,
Then to notice those word's abatement,
I feel like I'm hanging by a burning rope,
Who's end is fastened to my remaining hope,
I don't mean to force myself upon you,
I have no intention of being rude,
I can only do what I'm told,
Because I'm being controlled,
By the guards that are walking,
Along the halls of my love's prison,
The beast that was eating at me,
Was just a question unrealized,
All I want to know is if you still love me,
If so, just know, you just put me on cloud-nine,
And your pictures on my desk,
Would be seen more like a shrine,
To the soul witholder of my love,
And my heavenly divine,
This poem can never be quite finished,
When all of my highs and lows are spinnin',
So all I can do is keep writin',
Praying for a spark to hit your filament,
And conduct our loves re-enlightenment...