Other's Poetry
My friend Belinda wrote this poem one night, and i cannot get over how beautiful it is. It explains everything that I feel on a nightly basis and why I cant sleep through the night anymore. I've been wanting to deny it, but having her write this, and seeing the talent that she has, I figure the least i can do is accept the fact that its the reason why i can't sleep.
He called.
And what was I doing?
Sleeping.
Does he enjoy what he is doing to me?
Does he not realize how bad it hurts me?
I try to talk to him.
But what does he do?
Ignores me of course.
So why should he be any different right?
I actually trusted him.
I guess that's the mistake that I made.
He must think I'm crazy.
Just some girl that he never should have messed with in the first place.
What he doesn't know is what I feel.
He doesn't know what I know.
He doesn't see what I see.
So he probably has better things to think about right?
Then why don't I?
I'm tired of feeling like I need him.
I'm faking happiness.
For what?
A guy?
He doesn't know what I am going through.
Life is fine for him.
He has thousands of other prospects.
And me?
What do I have?
Memories of him.
I guess this is the mistake that girls make too frequently.
They trust the boy before he trusts them.
Never again.
I've spent too much time...
Doing what?
Waiting around like a fool.
I'm not crazy...
Well maybe...I'm slightly crazy...
But this is what he does to me...
I remember everything from when we were 'together'.
Does he?
I seriously seriously doubt it.
I have no place in his heart.
He has all of mine.
Pathetic huh?
Do I think that we are meant to be together.
Yes.
Does he see that?
No.
Of course not.
So...am I just going to wait around now?
No.
Don't count on it.
I just can't do it anymore.
It hurts too bad.
What am I saying?
Im saying that...
I give up.
On guys.
On relationships.
On this one in particular.
I'm tired of letting a guy dictate how I feel.
I simply cannot do this alone.
Not anymore.
End of story.
He called.
And what was I doing?
Sleeping.
Does he enjoy what he is doing to me?
Does he not realize how bad it hurts me?
I try to talk to him.
But what does he do?
Ignores me of course.
So why should he be any different right?
I actually trusted him.
I guess that's the mistake that I made.
He must think I'm crazy.
Just some girl that he never should have messed with in the first place.
What he doesn't know is what I feel.
He doesn't know what I know.
He doesn't see what I see.
So he probably has better things to think about right?
Then why don't I?
I'm tired of feeling like I need him.
I'm faking happiness.
For what?
A guy?
He doesn't know what I am going through.
Life is fine for him.
He has thousands of other prospects.
And me?
What do I have?
Memories of him.
I guess this is the mistake that girls make too frequently.
They trust the boy before he trusts them.
Never again.
I've spent too much time...
Doing what?
Waiting around like a fool.
I'm not crazy...
Well maybe...I'm slightly crazy...
But this is what he does to me...
I remember everything from when we were 'together'.
Does he?
I seriously seriously doubt it.
I have no place in his heart.
He has all of mine.
Pathetic huh?
Do I think that we are meant to be together.
Yes.
Does he see that?
No.
Of course not.
So...am I just going to wait around now?
No.
Don't count on it.
I just can't do it anymore.
It hurts too bad.
What am I saying?
Im saying that...
I give up.
On guys.
On relationships.
On this one in particular.
I'm tired of letting a guy dictate how I feel.
I simply cannot do this alone.
Not anymore.
End of story.