2 Dreams In One Week

anxietyplease

So you have made it into my dreams again.
I'm sick of feeling like I talked to you earlier.
Like we are on speaking terms.
For some stupid reason you wanted me to call you.
Shits and giggles.
But, it's never like that.
You never tell her that you want to hear from me.
I only see you in my dreams.
This poem is so pointless, I look for you everyday.
Nothing I do or say has made a difference.
You should know how I feel by now.
It's a shame that you haven't even cared.
WHat am I holding on for? why do i wait
I'm a new women, a new name.
But for some fucked up reason I still anticipate.
You and your smile when you saw me that night at the Blarney Stone.
You know we would be with that night before you ever got there.
I'm letting you go now.
This time I promise.

twin2

It's very sad.

Kovo

Sad poem, but the saddest part is that I've learned you can never fully let go, you can just convince yourself you have.

twin2

Kovo wrote:

Sad poem, but the saddest part is that I've learned you can never fully let go, you can just convince yourself you have.

Well, that's sad too. I'm sorry you people are so sad. I hope things improve.

Kovo

Lol no, I'm not really sad, what I mean is that I still care for some people even though I tried not to, but I don't regret a thing.

violet ray

Kovo wrote:

Sad poem, but the saddest part is that I've learned you can never fully let go, you can just convince yourself you have.

i just posted something about this recently in another forum. trying to decipher that fine line between actually changing your mindset, or just convincing yourself that you did. maybe its not a good thing to decipher though...i think too much.
(and i still can't believe you're 17, you must be an old soul).

anxietyplease, love your poem and definitely understand it.