[This is a poem I'd written reading some book,I don't remember now,but yeah. Enjoy!]
You said that you had had enough, and that you couldn't stand any more drama.
Basically, any of my stuff.
I realized it quite late, that you were out there, waiting in the rain, and now I'm swept with guilt.
I'm going insane.
Basically, any of my stuff.
I realized it quite late, that you were out there, waiting in the rain, and now I'm swept with guilt.
I'm going insane.
Tell me you're going to give me a do-over. Tell me you're going to forgive me.
Coz I'd rather die, than hear that we weren't just meant to be.
I thought you were too serious, Didn't realize I was seeing it through my extremely sheltered eyes.
Now I understand that you were just being cautious and wise.
You taught me to be responsible, while all I did was accuse you of being drab and dull.
Coz I'd rather die, than hear that we weren't just meant to be.
I thought you were too serious, Didn't realize I was seeing it through my extremely sheltered eyes.
Now I understand that you were just being cautious and wise.
You taught me to be responsible, while all I did was accuse you of being drab and dull.
Tell me you're going to give me a do-over. Tell me you're going to forgive me.
Coz I'd rather die, than hear that we weren't just meant to be.
Coz I'd rather die, than hear that we weren't just meant to be.
And now I can't sleep, I'm brimming with self hatred and regret.
And I am afraid you're going to forget.
Please don't do that to me?
Iwant need you back, the old us, the old we.
So I'm sending you a letter, with my heart in.
Please look beyond the mess that is me, understand what's within.
And I am afraid you're going to forget.
Please don't do that to me?
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So I'm sending you a letter, with my heart in.
Please look beyond the mess that is me, understand what's within.
Tell me you're going to give me a do-over. Tell me you're going to forgive me.
Coz I'd rather die, than hear that we weren't just meant to be.
Coz I'd rather die, than hear that we weren't just meant to be.
Yes,I'd rather die, than hear you say this.
So come on over and prove it wrong.
Sometimes things do work out, with a magical kiss.
So come on over and prove it wrong.
Sometimes things do work out, with a magical kiss.
I'm no longer the child, that I was before.
I know you were the reason my career rose and soar.
So just tell me quick, that you forgive me.
Because I'd rather die, than hear, that we aren't meant to be, just aren't meant to be...
XoXo,
I know you were the reason my career rose and soar.
So just tell me quick, that you forgive me.
Because I'd rather die, than hear, that we aren't meant to be, just aren't meant to be...
XoXo,
Ni.
Aww, such a lovely poem :) x
ReplyDeleteThank you so much you lovely person! :] xx
DeleteLovely Blahblah! :)
ReplyDeleteYou're an amazing poet! (I'm sure you already know that!)
Thank you Kiara! :] xx
DeleteHaha, that is a very nice thing to say, thanks a bunch! <3
It's very sad really... sometimes you just can't let go..
ReplyDeletesigh so true, yes!
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sweet poem, just like you :)
ReplyDeleteAwwww, thank you Neha! :] xx
DeleteLovely!
ReplyDeleteThank you Ms Fashionista! :] xx
Deleteawwsssuumm !
ReplyDeleteThank you so much, Raiha! x
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