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Poetry
12/8/05
drinks
dancing
hands
arms
legs
bodies
yours
mine
chest to chest
front to back
grinding
sweaty
rubbing
gyrating
intoxicating
dizzying
drunk
and
horny
I Wish
I wish I never agreed to go out that August night
I wish I never caught your eye
I wish we never talked for 3 hours
I wish we never exchanged numbers
I wish we never called each other
I wish you never took me out
I wish I never took you to that Yankee game
I wish we never took a 2 year hiatus
I wish we never saw each other that December night
I wish we never talked that night
I wish I never took you home
I wish we never stayed up all night
I wish you never kissed me in my hallway
I wish I never emailed you to apologize
I wish we never called each other again
I wish we never went out again
I wish I never let myself fall for you again
I wish we never acted like a couple when we weren't one
I wish we never stopped talking a second time
I wish we never met
Written 6/23/04
"Why can't I stop thinking about you? Not a minute goes by without a thought of you...something you said, a look you gave me, your smile, your eyes. Sometimes I think about how much I miss you. Sometimes I wish I could see you just one more time, Sometimes I hope that somehow I'll run into you so I can pretend that I've moved on...even though I haven't. I'm in love with someone I never see. It's silly isn't it? How can I be in love with you if I hardly knew you? I wish I knew the answer. But I do. I love you and not seeing you is slowly kiling me. I just want to talk one more time. I need to hear your voice, your laugh. I need you to kiss me one more time. To cup my face in your hands one more time. I'm not asking for much. I just want closure because I feel like there wasn't any between us. Of course I'd rather there not be any closure. I'd rather hear you say that you're in love with me too and that you miss me and that you think of me and want to be with me. I'd rather have you kiss me over and over. I'd rather snuggle in your arms and have you kiss my shoulders as we say goodnight. I'd rather you be the last person I see at night and the first person I see in the morning. I'd rather grow old with you and raise a family with you instead of sitting here, writing this, on my couch late at night."
Written 4/22/04
So many emotions
so little time
anger
sadness
anger again
frustration
more anger
followed by
more sadness
It's a bad feeling to have
a cycle of three emotions
with none of them being
happiness
Wow I was on a roll last night. I wrote 16 new poems but I am not posting all of them.
Poems written 3/31/04
I breathe you
I sleep you
I walk you
I talk you
I shower you
I dress you
I eat you
I drink you
I write you
I read you
I iron you
I crave you
I want you
I love you
Sometimes I picture you
getting hit by a bus
your body
flying through the air
landing on the cold, hard pavement
with a sickening thud
your life pouring out of you
and people shaking their heads
wondering why
I would do such a thing....
Here I am
Again
Alone
No one
To be with
No one
To laugh with
No one
At all…
I hate you
Then I love you
I hate you
Then I miss you
I hate you
Then I want you
I hate you
Then…I hate you again
Thinking about you
Makes me smile
Makes me sad
Makes me laugh
Makes me mad
Makes me wonder
If you’re thinking about me
Sometimes
I picture us
As an old couple
Sitting down
Eating dinner
Not saying a word
Just sitting there
Remembering and
Thinking
About what once was
And about what could have been
Then I come back to reality
Sitting down
Eating dinner
Not saying a word
Just sitting here alone
Remembering and
Thinking
About what once was
And about what could have been
3/29/04
I love his eyes
Especially when they're looking at me
I love his walk
Especially when he is walking beside me
I love his voice
Especially on the phone at 7am
I love his laugh
Especially when I am the one making him laugh
I love his kisses
Especially when he cups my face in his hands
I love him
Especially because he doesn't love me back
3/6/04
It's not me
It's you
You messed up
I did nothing wrong
You're the one with the issues
And guess what?
I will be here when you resolve them
Because I know you like me
You just freaked yourself out
And because I still have feelings for you
So no matter what happens
Know
That I will be here...in two years
When you stop freaking out
9/7/03
I am soooo positive aren't I?
Love sucks
Especially when you're the only one
In love
Especially when the one you love is in love
With someone else
Especially when there's no chance of that person
Ever being
In love with you
9/6/03
Oooo this just came to me. I have a feeling that 'I hate' will be an add on poem. By the time it's finished it will be the longest poem ever (because I hate everything lately) but for right now its a baby poem...
I Hate...
I hate the way I feel
When I talk to you
I hate the way I feel
When I see you
I hate that I feel anything
When you don't...
And this one...
Memory
There are things I should forget
Especially now
Because
according to him
They meant nothing
Why can't I forget anything?
It was cute when I was younger
Now it's a nuisance
Every detail
Every moment
Is etched in my mind
Forever
Even the ones that meant nothing
To him
Meant something to me
Some moments make me laugh
Most make me cry
Yet almost every single one
Makes me wish it never happened
One more...I am inspired tonight. Maybe it's the late hour. Or maybe it's because I am in a sad mood
Untitled
Love
Is a stranger to me
I have never really known him
I have tried to get to know him
But he walks away
Before I can catch up to him
Why can't he let me talk to him?
To find out what it's like to be around him
Relationship
Is an acquaintance
I have hung out with him
On many ocassions
Unfortunately
Love never comes around
When relationship and I are together
Heartache
Is a close friend
Which isn't a good thing
Right?
I wish heartache would run away
Whenever I come near her
But she stands where I can
Crash right into her
4/24/03
I finally decided to post some stuff I wrote last month...
Poems written in March 2003
Emotions suck
crying one minute
laughing the next
being mad at him
for hurting me
being mad at myself
for hurting him
wishing nothing happened
wishing more happened
thinking about what could have been
thinking about what will never be….
Bullshit
I care about you
but not enough to be with you
I worry about you
but not enough to be with you
I think about you
but not enough to be with you
you understand, right?
Past Tense
I hate past tense
I hate “was”, “were”, “did”
I hate that it was over before it began
I hate that we were friends
I hate that we did what we did
I hate that you never cared
More Bullshit
If it ended before it had a chance to start
why did I get hurt?
why is my heart broken?
if it was emotional for both of us
why did I cry myself to sleep at night?
why was I the one who hated herself?
if you really cared about me
how could you say the things you said?
how could you treat me the way that you did?
Friends...yeah right
Friends you said
good friend you insisted
what happened meant nothing to you
it was just playing and flirting
yet your hand was down my pants
your mouth
was sucking my earlobes
tasting my neck and shoulders
your hands explored my body
your tongue explored my mouth
you made me feel something I’ve never felt before
it may have meant nothing to you
but it meant everything to me...
Ooo Stacey wrote some stuff today 9/10/01....get excited.
Author's note: "You're There" is NOT about a person.
You're There
I thought I told you to go away
Yet here you are
Still following me around
Never taking the hint
I don’t want you
I never wanted you
So stop being like a lost puppy and disappear
Everytime I turn around
You’re there
Everytime I walk forward
You’re there
Everytime I try to run away
You’re there
I wish it were a dream
I could wake up and you’d be gone
But it’s not
It’s reality
And I can’t get rid of you.
Go away and leave me be
So I can go on with my life
And forget about you.
The Ghost of the Past
I wish I could see you one last time
So I could bury the ghost of past loves
It seems you are the reason I can’t let myself
Get close to someone else
It’s silly, isn’t it?
You’ve been out of my life longer than I knew you
Yet I still think of you daily
I need for you to tell me how you never cared about me
That it was all a figment of my imagination
Then maybe I’ll forget you
But until that day
The ghost of you will be lurking behind as I walk through life
The ghost of you will never leave me
The ghost of you will always be a part of me.
Some of these poems contain bad language
Friend
I want you
to talk to me
I want you to be my friend
to not be afraid of getting close
to me
I want you
to treat me
like everyone
else
I want you
to be able to
stay in a room
with me
for more than ten minutes
Is that too much to ask?
Be my friend
cause I really need one
Good-Bye
Good-bye
Is that so hard to say?
Apparently for you
it is
our lives are filled with Good-byes
we say them everyday
whether it's for a day
a week
or forever
they are there
and you can't avoid them
So whether you like it or not
you said good-bye to me
by not saying, "Good-bye"
Him
I'm in love with ________
I love everything about him
I love his walk
his laugh
the way he talks
the way he makes me laugh
the way he makes me cry
I love the way he makes pancakes
I love the way he watches TV
I love the way he drives
I love the way he drinks his coffee in the morning
the way he reads his newspaper
the way he says no to every question I ask him
I love the way he teases me endlessly
I love when he gets excited about things that mean the world to him....
I only wish I was one of them
Just Once
Just once
I would like to hold you
Just once
I would like to kiss you
Just once
I would like to fuck you
And that would be the end of it
I need you
I need you
to let me in
just once
that's all I ask
one night of
us
as one
not caring
about anything
letting everything go
anger
passion
love
hate
I want to feel you
inside me
just one time
I want you
to tell me
you love me
Just one time
And just maybe
I can be happy
Stupid Boy
showing off to everybody
impressing no one
drinking for attention
passing out alone
Pretending to be a jerk
yet being a little boy
lost in a man's body
Be Yourself
Stupid Boy
We'll all like you better that way
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