About the Poem
My Best Fried ( Yes, a guy ) and I had this big fight...I miss him, but mostly we are both too stubborn to reconcile. Meanwhile, we both hurt way too much for just friends...
I Finally Love You
|Things were so quiet-
What could I do but think?
Trapped in the screaming hush of white-washed halls...
My god, what could I do,
But think of us, ( If we ever were)
And I push away, force this hurt to silence
Pretend I'm OK..
It seems like we are at an impasse, you and I,
And you are pulling me back,
And I am fighting like hell,
Resisting at all cost, this game...
That neither of us can win
I Love You.
Please, please, please go away,
What can I do if I love you-
But let you go?
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