POEMS OF SORROW AND BREAKING UP

I remember it all.

"No your wrong" she said

"I need to dissapear for a while"

"Thats not right"she said.

Once again I was wrong.

"I love you more" I said.

"No you don't" she said.

Once again I was wrong.

I'm cute, I'm cuter, the world revovles around me,the universe me revolves around me.

Both times I am wrong.

I need to be right sometimes.

Can't you see me scream?

Everything I say is wrong so I should keep my mouth shut.

"That's not right" she says.

Once agian I am wrong.

"Tell me something I have said that is right this time."

She cant so I must be wrong.

Maybe I am wrong again.

When I love someone I give them my full attention.

When they call I am not watching tv or something else.

I don't just hear them , I listen to them.

I love you , I love you to .. an agreement.

Discuss, discuss.discuss...

I'm not trying to start a fight, yes you are .

Once again I am wrong .

But it doesn't matter because,

This is the last call.

I burned your picture today.

And watched my pain and grief float away on the smoke that plumed up to the sky.

My anger was consumed in the flames.

And in the ashes I found the parts of me I had given away.

In the end all I had left was myself.

But it was more the enough.

Tears are falling.

Heartaches calling.

Words are spoken.

Promises broken.

Thoughts are misleading.

Love is decieving.

Rules are bended.

Relationships ended.

I Cried A Single Tear.

I cried a single tear today.

And felt it roll down my cheek.

A single tear for loneliness.

A solitary existence.

A single tear for heartache.

The longing for one.

A single tear for a broken heart.

One piece for me, one piece for you.

A single tear I cried.

A single tear for me.

And a single tear for you.