And it’s the last thing I wanted to say the only thing I knew to do. Why didn’t you stop me? God how I believed in you. I think you’re lying to yourself trying to make your feelings true.
My first TRUE love. That is a lot of the reason that I am going to share things I wrote so long ago. It helps me to understand myself…and in a way, it frees me (if that makes ANY sense). Again, I am not pining over Pooky or wanting him back in my life romanticallyContinue reading “3|6|01”
“I’M NOT SAYIN’ THERE WAS (sic) NOTHING WRONG, (sic) I JUST DIDN’T THINK YOU’D EVER GET TIRED OF ME.” I JUST DID’NT (sic) WANNA LET YOU GET AWAY (from me) I’m so unsure, my feelings are real. It’s driving me crazy constantly wondering how do you feel? about me, about us My worries, are theyContinue reading “January 28, 2001”
Sometimes I wonder Are they right? Is the hand I hold the one that holds me down? They don’t know you. Do I really know me? I see forever with you, But I’m not sure of the forever I once dreamed of. Could it be jealousy ignorance or pure honesty Why do I care I’mContinue reading “November 24, 2000”
This is the first poem I wrote; I wrote it on a typewriter. It doesn’t have a date; but I can envision myself typing it and where I was. I would say that this was written in 1996 or 1997 (I was 16 or 17 years old). Of course, that is merely a guess…it isContinue reading “LOOKING IN”
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