I wrote a love poem or love story, which ever you would like to call it. I wrote it fast so it might not be good.. Please tell me what you feel like when you read it.
All this time I wanted you to know how I really felt about you. You didn't care, you just left me standing there. You were one of my first loves, and I knew something the first day I met you. I knew you would be the one that I would love, I knew you knew I love you. But, you act like it would never happen. I know you have feelings for me because I can tell you do. I can see it in your eyes. But for some reason, you're after other girls making them fall in love with you. You just forget about the girl who already loved you from the start. You never even gave me a chance. You never loved me, so tell me why am I still here, still in love with you? I don't know why I am. I feel confused at times, like I don't know how you truly feel about me. Oh, how do I know now.. you never cared about me. As I run to get the gun from the closet, I put it to my head. As I pull the trigger, I thought of you. As I fall to the floor, I see your face, crying in tears, shouting my name. I lay there sprawled on the floor looking at you. My last words were, "I love you." But for some reason, I hear your face say, "I love you.", then you leaned down and kissed me. You were crying as I died with a smile on my face, happy as can be, for I knew my love was true, and I knew you loved me too.
That's it! Please tell me what you think and how you felt. Thanks!
All this time I wanted you to know how I really felt about you. You didn't care, you just left me standing there. You were one of my first loves, and I knew something the first day I met you. I knew you would be the one that I would love, I knew you knew I love you. But, you act like it would never happen. I know you have feelings for me because I can tell you do. I can see it in your eyes. But for some reason, you're after other girls making them fall in love with you. You just forget about the girl who already loved you from the start. You never even gave me a chance. You never loved me, so tell me why am I still here, still in love with you? I don't know why I am. I feel confused at times, like I don't know how you truly feel about me. Oh, how do I know now.. you never cared about me. As I run to get the gun from the closet, I put it to my head. As I pull the trigger, I thought of you. As I fall to the floor, I see your face, crying in tears, shouting my name. I lay there sprawled on the floor looking at you. My last words were, "I love you." But for some reason, I hear your face say, "I love you.", then you leaned down and kissed me. You were crying as I died with a smile on my face, happy as can be, for I knew my love was true, and I knew you loved me too.
That's it! Please tell me what you think and how you felt. Thanks!