Hung UpA Poem by AmyI’m hung up on something that I know I can’t have, but I’ve never wanted something so bad. Even though he hasn’t got a clue, this is my pledge, my feelings are true. Like a rope, I’m holding on to his ground, I’m trying to listen, but I can’t make a sound. From a distance I know he loves me, but I can’t push, so I let him be. This is hard, but I’ll be okay, if this is what he wants, let him have his way. © 2008 AmyReviews
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