Home Just In Communities Forums Beta Readers Dictionary Search Login Register Extras
Poetry » Love » Miserable font: B s : A A A . width: full 3/4 1/2
Author: Sarah Jane Stokes
Fiction Rated: K+ - English - Angst - Reviews: 1 - Published: 06-10-03 - Updated: 06-10-03 - id:1326020

I'm cold and lonely.
Only you can find me,
But you don't want me.
I look to the left and I look to the right but only the emptiness inside resides.
Why can't you love me?
Why can't you be with only me?
Am I not perfect enough for your world?
The brisk air strikes my bare skin just like your skin once did.
I miss you,
But I hate you.
I love you,
But I don't.
I want you to want me,
But you don't.
Is it supposed to hurt this way?
I am almost completely numb.
I stop at the bridge and look over.
You first kissed me here.
The tears finally fall.
Climbing up on the rail,
Falling,
Falling,
And finally the splash.
Silence.



Return to Top