Author: Mistress Jakira PM
It kind of ties into the ever-popular "I-love-you-but-you-don't care" theme. I don't know if I'd call it angst, though. Eh, it's self-explanatory.Rated: Fiction K - English - Angst/Romance - Words: 187 - Reviews: 9 - Favs: 3 - Published: 03-12-02 - id: 654299
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I won't compare your eyes to the stars
I won't use clichés to make you see
and I won't tell you that you're
everything to me.
I promise that you'll never hear the
dreaded three-word phrase
and I swear never to tell you how
you leave me in a daze.
I can't tell you to go
nor even just to stay
and nay shall ever I compare thee
to a summer's day.
You don't have to worry,
you can depend on me
I will shield your eyes, my love
so you won't have to see.
Author's Notes: It's what I can define only as a reverse love poem—it's like you want them to know that you love them...but they don't want to know—or, at least, you think that they don't want to know. Oh, I don't know, I was in an angsty, hopeless mood when I wrote this. It fills me with resentment, actually. Anyway, thanks for taking the time! ~Mistress Jakira