I’m Sorry
I’m sorry, hon,
I was wrong,
By thinking I could move on.
Instead, that just put me in more pain,
Pain I didn’t know would have such a flame,
He put me to shame.
Now I wait for you,
With open arms and eyes so blue,
From the tears, not the hue.
I hope you too will see,
That we are meant to be,
It’s not just a fantasy.
Pain Is Not Good
You’ve hurt me so bad,
Worse than any other time before.
My chest is tight,
My heart feels like it’s been thrown on the floor.
Words are jumbling through my head,
I can hardly think.
All I think about is you,
And what will be in the future.
Will you talk to me again?
Now that you feel I’m ignoring you?
Or will we never even be friends?
Will we be just two strangers?
My chest is still tight,
Tears are stinging my eyes.
I don’t want to cry,
I just wish you wouldn’t be so unkind.
I Haven’t Shed A Single Tear
Sometimes you treat me like shit,
And I can’t stand it.
I often wonder,
Is all going into the blender?
Because if it is, I believe I deserve to know,
Am I just another ho?
Am I just that girl,
Who you’ll give a whirl?
You told me no in the beginning,
And so you ended up winning.
But now you talk to me occasionally,
Which isn’t enough for me.
You said you liked me,
I think you lied so blatantly.
I should have known,
When we talked on the phone.
I called you,
With nothing else to do.
I said hi, nervously,
You said you were busy.
So I sit here,
And think about my first tear.
The one who I gave my heart to,
Certainly not you.
And I think maybe he’s my song,
Because he’s never done anything wrong.
He never broke my heart,
He never tore it apart.
Neither did you,
But it feels as if it’s slowly ripping into two.
And that’s all you, my dear,
By the way, I haven’t shed a single tear.
Not for you,
And I certainly don’t choose to.
Don’t think it’s because you’re unworthy,
Because these words are getting blurry…
Literally. Justin called in the middle of the night…quarter to four. Which was fine, because it’s happened to me before with other people. Like James…
But anyway, he was drunk. And he got so hostile and defensive about every little thing I said. It’s not like I even said anything wrong.
So it hurt me. But it got a bunch of poems out! Whether they’re good or not, I don’t know. But they’re here for you to read. I was up for three hours thinking of our little spat. It was stupid and I really don’t want to go through it again. -.-
But anyway, I figured since that happened, I’d definitely have a lot to write today. Like, a lot of poems and such. Since I’d be bored all day. No. I was bored, sure. I just didn’t know what to write. Don’t you other writers hate that? Ugh. I got two poems out.
Oh, by the way, I haven’t talked to Justin all day today. 
I’m so happy. [I hate when guys can be so dumb.]
Anywayyy, there’s not much else to say. My mom made Chicken Club wraps which were good, instead of having those slimy cold cuts.
But now they’re talking about going somewhere tomorrow. My mom and I were like “What!? Yeah right!” I don’t know what’s been said since then, because we were really only talking to each other when we said that.
Okay, I guess I’ll get to posting those two poems. Let me know what ya think! 
