15 September 2010

I did this instead of reviewing for my long test. Fail poetry.

I tell myself it's not you
That I care about,
That I think of
before I go to sleep.


I tell everyone else it's not you
Who I dream of
Who comes to mind
Whenever someone talks 
About love.


I tell you it's not you
Who gives me butterflies
Who makes me believe
That true love does exist.


It's not you,
It can't be you,
Not because you don't know me
But because I love you
From afar.

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