Bye

A Poem by Careless Whispers ._.

its not meant to rhyme lol just an FYI

I still remember all the good times we had

All the laughs we shared and the inside jokes

I still remember the competitions we had

Over the stupidest things

I still remember all the guys we stalked

And the conversations that made no sense

I still remember the emotional times

Where one person crying turned into all of us doing the same

I still remember the nicknames

And all the girls we called s***s and w****s

But obviously, you don't

You only remember the bad times

When we didn't even speak

You only remember the fights

And the things said behind each others back

You only remember the jokes

That weren't meant to hurt you, but did

You only remember the times when

No one said sorry, not when they actually do

You only remember the past

Not what happened recently

You can't break a bond like that

You think no one cares when I did

I cried for hours

So that's it? Its over? Three years thrown away and for what?

Fine, whatever

Be that way, but don't let the door hit

Your sorry little a*s on the way out

I never imagined it like this

I thought it would be for life

But I guess not

I'm not going to feel sorry for you

Only anger and confusion

Rising up inside of me

Don't try to take my other friends

Away from me

And if you do, oh well,

They were my friends first

(And like I said before)

But, whatever

Be that way

You don't hate people

But I do

And you just found your way onto my list

Bye, Bye

B***H

© 2013 Careless Whispers ._.

Author's Note

yeah...im pissed at this person

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Carlton Carr

What a refreshing young person you are - your profile did make me smile! I really admire your ability to accept people who are different to you and focus on their similarities and not their differences. And you are such a good writer - honest and to the point. This poem is wonderful because you have the ability to simply write your thoughts without trying to be clever or attract attention with linguistic gymnastics - and who said it has to rhyme to be a poem. Great work and keep at it - you will find when so called friends let you down your writing will always be there - a way to express yourself - understand your feelings - and yes vent if you need to. I enjoyed this very much and look forward to reading more.