 IlfirinEstel 2007-06-02 . chapter 1I wish I could rhyme again. I used to, but now all of my poems are in free-verse. This poem is a tad bit confusing... but I think I get it. You're questioning whether or not you and your friend are more-than friends, less-than friends, just-friends... either way you're unsure of where you stand with them. You really wish you knew where you stood because you wouldn't hesitate to tell them everything. Because you love them and all this confusion is eating at you.
Or maybe I'm just totally reading too much into this. I was in a somewhat similar situation earlier this year. Am still kind of in it at the moment but... we don't speak and she doesn't even give me a glance when I see her. *shrugs*
Anyway, a nice poem. |