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I Hate The Way I Love To MIss U
written by Poetic_Decay08:50 PM 10/11/04I loved the way you'd look at me, From time to time again,
I loved to watch you laugh and joke, Along with highschool friends.
I loved it when the bell would ring, You always would walk by,
I loved the way you'd look at me, And shyly wink your eye.
I loved the way you looked at me, When asking for my number,
The smile I knew was on your face, When we'd talk until we slumbered.
I loved the way you spoke to me, My mind opening locked doors,
I loved the way you looked at me, When you asked me to be yours.
I miss the way you'd look at me, From time and time again,
I miss the way we'd laugh and joke, Now you ignore me for your friends.
I miss the power you somehow had, you didn't have to buy,
You could always make me smile, As easily as you'd make me cry.
I miss the way you looked at me, When telling me you'd call,
For now I would be lucky, If I'd recieve a call at all.
I miss the way you spoke to me, My mind's now broken doors,
I miss the way you looked at me, Questioning how long I would stay yours.
Oh I HATE the way you look at me, Please don't ever do it again,
I hate to see you laugh at all, With your stupid highschool friends.
I hate it when the lunch bell rings, To see you walk right by,
I hate it when you look at me, Oh the mocking in your eye!
I just hate it when you look at me, thank god you never call,
I feel bad for the next girl in line, soon her pride will also fall.
I hate it when you speak to me, again I hide behind doors,
But most of all I hate the way I would love to be just yours. |
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| » Comments / Feedback | by (anonymous) (10-11-2004 - 08:57 PM)
by Confused_Girl (10-12-2004 - 02:07 AM)
| I loved it so much, it was so deep and about something real in life. It reminds me about alot of my old relationships, great poem, keep writing! |
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