Not Like I Do.

Yeah... A little poem I wrote when jealousy got the best of me. I still think it's true...

I saw him today.

He was with her.

All I could think was

'That should be me.

That should be my hand he's holding.

Those should be my lips he's kissing.'

But it wasn't.

It was her.

She doesn't love him...

Not like I do.

 

© SRM '08

Author's Note

Please ignore grammatical errors. This is poetry, where grammar doesn't count. :]

I want your honest of it, or nothing at all. So if you think it sucks, either say that or say nothing.

Reviews

[~crazy Beautiful~]

I like how you change the font with "her" , it made me hear you saying her in a negative way. Very creative; and not overkill; as some tend to do with font and color changes.
The poem was short, but to the point. We have all felt this way at one time; well most of us anyways. I like how you chose to express it.
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