Its not that i dont want you,
or pretend that you're not there
or even that i like you,
and pretend not to care.

Its not that i dont need you
the opposite is true
i need the laughter and the hugs
the ocassional tear too.

Its not that i don't miss you
when you are in fact gone,
its just that the way i feel
is something i've never known.

Its not that i dont love you
because in fact i do
and its this feeling that i've gained
thats splitting me in two.

Its not that i don't crave you,
thats simply not the case,
but i can't admit my feelings,
i need to 'save face.'

Its not that i don't hate you,
after what you did,
but i've simply lost the ability
To forget and forgive.

G Brown - 24 June 2002

This poem...*thinks* I can't remember who or what this is about...but i can give you some insight on why i wrote it. Basically, i wanted to write one like the one in '10 things i hate about you' but i'm not that soppy (altho, some poems i've uploaded may beg to differ) so i simply changed mine to show that getting your affections too involved can be dangerous. Although, this is simply my opinion.