Friday, July 9, 2010

the way you move so slow.
the way you smile, and turn your head.
i wish you'd never go,
songs that we can listen to, hours passing by,
you understood every word,
never asked me why,
the reason i always smiled when i had to cry,
you're nothing like me, we're everything not the same,
i think you like me anyway,
or maybe i'm just insane.

2 comments:

Gracex said...

I love love love your poetry, it has a kind of Emily Dickenson air in its depression, I hope you don't mind the adverb (adjective?), yours is more modern, although hers is modern too, for her time and ours. Anyway, I'm trying to say your poetry is great.

*Carly* said...

Thank you so much. I love her poems. Like so much! She's my favorite poet. Thank you! oh my gosh that made my day!