My poem
You love me, you hate me, please just make up your mind, cause honestly I haven't got the time, everywhere I go I just think of you, but you don't even have a clue, when I cry and I'm all alone, you just get another girl to come home, I never forgot when i met you, when I say 'do you know Emma you say 'who?'
Why do I take in all this pain, if think its cause I love you mate, there it took me all my strength to say that, you could at least love me back, but I guess that is just too much work, I now hate you you stupid jerk, omg what did is just say, it's all one big game we can't help but play,
Over and over every day, forwards and backwards with no replay, the words we speak stay out there, in the cruel, mean, soft air, we try to say sorry, but it hurts much more of me, mainly when i know in right, you just can't go and stay on my side, no song in this world, can describe this love you have for other girls,
You're a big player and no I'm not a slag, you have never stopped treating me like an ugly bag, the words you scream, murder my feelings, it's like a knife is stuck in, and slowly releases a demon within, bigger and bigger it starts to grow, you're going to see something no one has ever seen before,
That's because you just make me that bad, I hope I really don't turn insane or mad, every day the words get worst, it's like we're in a car in reverse, I ring my parents making it sound like lies, but they just tell me 'calm down bunny pie', tears stream down my face, faster and faster like its one big race,
Tomorrow is Valentine's Day, I don't even want do anything not even go to the parade, during the night, it feels like I'm sleeping on a bed of knifes, sharper every time I do the wrong move, confusing me on thinking 'what am I going to do?' it slowly passes to the next day, everyone jolly including the gays,
After one AWFUL dream, I have now figured out what is right for me, I am going to leave him all alone, but I keep throwing up even when I'm on the phone, omg I know what it is, I'm pregnant maybe we might celebrate with a kiss? Right I have to go tell him, I know where he is! He's at the gym,
After that really big ride, I just noticed he's not inside, where on earth is he? I hope he comes home especially for tea, more tears squeeze throughout my eyes, it hurts so much I hope I don't die, balloons are dangling outside the house, big ones and some which are the size of a mouse, once I got home I walk through the door, through the kitchen and there was much more,
Roses laid at the side of the table big a bright, I have the feeling it's going to be a great night, he stands the smartly in a suit, I smile he notices the tears and asks me 'what's up with you?' he gets down on one knee and takes my hand, looking like a right gentlemen, this is just about the best moment of my life, woo he's asking me to be his wife,
The painful memories zoom through my brain, just to disappear never to be seen again, then good ones fill my heart, everyone including the start, the smile across my face, is much bigger than the human race, it's not just the muscles on his chest, which gave me the courage to say yes
