Poet In The Jar Diaries: Pathetic

Tuesday, November 4

Pathetic

How can it be
that it still hurts
to miss you?

I know I'm pathetic
but I do

Just tell me
where you put

our dreams

I want mine back

How can it be
that I still

fucking

love you?

5 comments:

AnonymousNovember 4, 2008 at 11:06 PM
Awww...

Beauiful, Boo!!!

Question is: Who's to miss??
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Poet In The JarNovember 4, 2008 at 11:07 PM
Oh my god that comment was fast. Did you really read after I rewrote it? xD The first time I put it up it was like three lines long :D

Awwww aren't you curious! ^^
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AlevNovember 4, 2008 at 11:28 PM
Awww, sweet small poetry. =) And oh yeah; tee hee you swore. 8)
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AlevNovember 4, 2008 at 11:37 PM
Aaand you are not pathetic. :|
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Poet In The JarNovember 5, 2008 at 7:30 AM
Ahahah thanks hon :)
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