Thoughts...

A poem, I wrote, not so great, but full of emotion, not meant to be read angry, but full of joy, about the woman I love.... I love you and you know it I love you and I show it I don’t date nor get close while you are away My heart belongs to you in every way I know that you’re free and should have great fun But can’t you see, you’re killing me with this one. When we broke up, I thought it was temporary We got serious; maybe you thought it was scary I asked you to take time to find out for your self I wanted you to be alone, not find someone else In my heart I know what you did wasn’t wrong But to my heart it feels like my world is all gone You kissed someone else, you weren’t thinking of me Why shouldn’t I feel like I’m not what you need Someone who loves you unconditionally I leave you with this, one simple question, If you love me so much, why did you kiss him? Dawn, like I said before, I know you weren’t wrong in what you did, but everyone asks me why I can’t be satisfied with being alone, well, I am alone, I have been every day we have been apart. You got angry with me for talking to someone about a relationship, but I didn’t carry through with it. I didn’t because I wanted you. Do you want me, will you ever? If you love me, why is it so easy for you to get over me? How can you be hypocritical about me talking about something and then you going above and beyond that by starting something? Mine was all verbal, you had some action; my heart is true, yours, only a fraction. Do what is right for you with out thinking of me; that is what you really need. I can’t ask you to consider me again; I guess all I really need is to be your friend. I want so much more, and at times you seem to agree; baby will you continue to love me? If you give me a chance, I know I’ll be true; my heart will always belong to you. -------------------------------------------------------- I just found out my phone, when turned off then on, has a message that reads "I love Dawn".... just one of those sweet reminders of something that makes you happy... She makes me happy... she always will...
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Shit, you're 20?

Well, anyway. I dated a slut of a girl, and i didn't understand why she'd done the things she'd done. Then i became her and did the same thing. I wanted to feel needed, to feel loved, feel sexy, strong, powerful, and, of course, feel loved. A kiss, a fuck, even a touch can offer that. So what're you doing wrong? Well, what does Dawn want? Be happy with what you have. You're not gonna live forever, remember?
[boy]
It seems as though this girl feels as though she can't give you what you say you want. Heh, that ain't good.
[boy]