by Sarah Anne Harrington
When you said "I like you,"
You sounded so sincere.
You didn't even bother
With the words; "As a friend."
I never should have believed you.
My mistake, I know.
You mean the world to me,
But I feel the absence of the longed-for echo.
They tell me, "You'll find him,"
"When the time is right, you'll know."
But I thought I did know.
...I thought you felt the same.
I love you, and I can only hope for
The best your life has to offer you,
Whatever that may be.
(But obviously, it isn't me.)
A/N: I wrote this after the guy that I like told me that he liked me back, leaving out the words "as a friend." I made the mistake of misinterpreting that, and so this poem is the outcome. Not my first attempt at a poem, but my first attempt at one of this genre. I literally came home, sat down at my computer, and typed this out. Well, um, please review!