I'll Be Waiting

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
Stop me if you've heard this one before, third poem about a girl I like, unrequited love is fantastic.

Submitted: December 28, 2006

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I'll Be Waiting 

 

I’m done with her

I’m tired of feeling like this

I’m tired of caring so much and you so little

I’d do anything for you and you can’t do shit for me

I’ve decided that if I’m going to fuck it up, I might as well do it fully and in style

That’s going to be the difference this time, this last time

I’m not letting it fade away, I’m going out with a bang

That’ll be my fucking contribution to this world

I hate that you don’t see he can’t love you like I do

He can’t and won’t get you the way I get you

He can’t truly appreciate how great you are and love you despite how horrible you can be

That’s what I like to think anyways

I hate that I can’t stop caring about you

I need so badly to matter to someone in this world

I need to matter to you

What have I done to displease my miss?

I’m fucking done being a nice guy

All it gets you is shit on

Hell hath no fury like my fucking indignation

 

Then I remember to breathe

That this feeling will pass

That I refuse to let you turn me into this person

That it’s not you, it’s me

You can’t make someone give a fuck about you

You can’t make someone care

I just wish you hadn’t led me on

Pretending to want to be my friend

Maybe you didn’t, that it is just your way

It’s happened so many times that it must be me

I know if I could start over again, it would end the same way

 

Just know that no matter what, I will always be here for you

If your darkness and pain every become too much to bear, you will not be alone

I don’t think the life you’ve chosen will lead you to what you need but I hope I’m wrong

I hope you can find the happiness and peace that will ever elude me and that you deserve

I hope he can give you what you want

I hope that you can forget about me

As the years go on, and I am nothing to you but a bad memory, and if your life has gone the way I fear it will, I hope you can remember this stupid poem

 

And I’ll be waiting


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