Letter in a BottleA Poem by deepblue04This lovely bottle that I found at sea I opened it up And found a long letter From my ex-boyfriend “To whom this is concern, I hope that you find this Letter hopefully not weird, Or strange….. I am going to start off with one thing. My girlfriend is crazy! There is no way I can please her, Without her yelling at me, Like crazy!” That is not true “I go buy her a really special gift For Valentine’s Day And she rejects it She stomps on it Screams at me” That was because you got me a necklace With another girl’s name on it How was I supposed to not get mad? “I thought it would be really cool to date her, But I thought wrong…. Don’t get me wrong or anything, The memories that we have Are really cool. But most of the time, We were at each other necks…..” I do agree with that I did fight with him on a regular base. It seemed like that the relationship Was forced. I feel really bad about it. I should’ve taken it easier on him. I do have to admit, Some were my fault. I did apologize for the ones that I know I had to. “I guess I should start To where it first started She was such cute girl, And she was new, So no one knew much about her One day I had to courage To ask her out I was so happy Because I really like her The first couple days, We did things like every couple does, We go on dates, Kissing, Learn more about each other. She seemed like the perfect match…” The memories come as I read this. It was amazing, It was the first time I kissed a boy. I enjoyed it a lot That was my favorite time. “The day that we had our first argument Came like this. We walk each with each other to school Since we live pretty close…. So I went to grab her hand. She let go. She looked at me, You didn’t say ‘Good morning’ ‘And?’ ‘You always do……’ ‘Good morning.’ She looked as she got smacked in the face. ‘I’m sorry, I expect too much.’ ‘No, I’m sorry.’ ‘Please don’t blame yourself for my doing.’ ‘Why do you do that?’ ‘Do what?’ ‘You keep on blaming things on yourself.’ ‘I’m sorry..’ ‘SEE!!!!’ She started crying with constant apology. I like how she has never yelled, And never taken a tone with me. But I guess I can see that I was the one Who took it wrong. She never meant anything I was her first. I fixed that argument with a kiss And hold her hand. She smiled afterwards.’" I never thought of it like that. It always intrigued me, seeing others perspective. I guess that I was always the one that can easily change.
© 2012 deepblue04Author's Note
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8 Reviews Added on July 4, 2012 Last Updated on July 14, 2012 Authordeepblue04DeRidder, LAAboutHi! My name is Susan. I love reading and writing poetry! I will accept any friend request and will review any type of writing. I like to listen to k-pop/rock, rock. Blue is my favorite color. M.. more..Writing
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