My FirstA Poem by Ally Baker3 long years ive known him most of that time weve been friends most recently - more than that he tells me he likes being with me
so why do i hear different from his ex friend, friend again, my ex? could he be making it up? sadly, i dont think he is ...
when he first told me, i was fine i didnt react in the slightest, unphased so why, now, is it hitting me, so hard the dagger slicing through my heart with the intensity of his words and their meaning
i think about the times ive spent with him the lies he mightve told me, to my face, with false truth disguised so geniusly in those deep, ice blue, apparently soulless eyes of his
I shouldve seen this coming, but what i feel for him, has always been there, taking me so long to open up to him enough for a friendship. then a little more to get to where i thought we were now, but he seems to think of me as just another experience, nothing more if i asked him, would he know the color of my eyes?
no feelings deeper than the heat of the moment, thats all ill ever be in his eyes. always be just some girl he hooked up with to say that he did it. he'll never remember me the same way i'll remember him - my first kiss, my first boyfriend, my first love
ill remember him - my first © 2009 Ally BakerReviews
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