The boy.

What happened?

What happened to the boy who put his arm around me and held my hand all night?

Where's the boy who told me to go to hang up the phone with him and get some sleep?

Why do we pretend that others could ever compare to us?

When will I be able to go a day without thinking about our beautiful and colorful past?

Who's the boy that had this much to do with who I am?

I'm not sure if it's the same boy I call now.

Reviews

[Wildecat]

This is a well written poem, a pleasure to read your poetry.

[No More]

Wonderful. Sad but very well written. You captured the emotions of longing and heartache very well!!

[nostal]

Fabulous...

[Meradee]

I like this poem. It illustrates something a lot of us feel when we have someone we want so desperately to love, but we just can't. You showed the...emotions of heartache very well. Over all a very fabulous poem.
Pepper...