I'm doing Poems in English at the moment and I found this one in my anthology and thought of the break up in Paris even though it's not a sad poem but I think it fits
Disclaimer: I Don't Own The Suite Life Series or In Paris With You by James Fenton :(
Written in Codys POV
In Paris With You
Don't talk to me of love. I've had an earful
And I get tearful when I've downed a drink or two.
I'm one of your talking wounded.
I'm a hostage. I'm maroonded.
But I'm in Paris with you.
I stand on the sky deck staring out at the beautiful city of Paris only it doesn't seem so beautiful now. I watch couples share loving glances and I can't help but hate it. A tear falls down my check. I feel like I'm now just one of your wounded like I'm a hostage. I can't escape the feeling that I will never forget you. The waves gently dance around the dock of what is supposed to be the most romantic city of the world and I wish yesterday would have lasted forever.
Yes I'm angry at the way I've been bamboozled
And resentful at the mess I've been through.
I admit I'm on the rebound
And I don't care where are we bound.
I'm in Paris with you.
I'm angry now but I know it want last. I know I can't blame you forever but right now I just want to forget and move on, even if it means leaving you behind. I regret that I asked London to help me. I should have known anything with you would have been perfect but I guess it's for the best. I know now you don't trust me and no relationship can last with out it.
Do you mind if we do not go to the Louvre
If we say sod off to sodding Notre Dame,
If we skip the Champs Elysées
And remain here in this sleazy
Old hotel room
Doing this and that
To what and whom
Learning who you are,
Learning what I am.
Don't talk to me of love. Let's talk of Paris,
The little bit of Paris in our view.
There's that crack across the ceiling
And the hotel walls are peeling
And I'm in Paris with you.
Don't talk to me of love. Let's talk of Paris.
I'm in Paris with the slightest thing you do.
I'm in Paris with your eyes, yourmouth,
I'm in Paris with... all points south.
Am I embarrassing you?
I'm in Paris with you.
I was happy in Paris, with you but I can't ever imagine that happiness again, at least not for awhile. I head back to my cabin, smiling at the memories of us now I can make it through this with time and maybe, just maybe one day we will come back here together.
Just a random one shot hope you enjoyed it
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From Ali :)