I Don't Know Anymore
Just read…it’s a poem/short story about the girl I dated in 8th grade (I’m in 9th now) and how it changed me. Please, please comment.
I loved her with all my heart. Then it happened.
You know what I’m talking about, the big "it's over" note.
To tell you the truth I did not feel shitty.
I should have seen it coming.
I was an ass and she was angel.
At the bottom of the note it said I love you. In big letters.
Then I did not think about it but now I think what the hell.
That does not make any sense.
But anyway that was at the end of the school year.
The summer flew by and never thought of her.
Then one day that girl called me.
I answered the phone.
"Hello" she said "Michael we need to talk.
We talked for hours like we were best friends.
The she said words I will never forget.
"Michael I love you and it was huge mistake breaking up with you."
Aka she asked me out once again.
The way her beautiful voice echoed in the phone,
Brought me all back to the old memories.
I was shocked to tell you the truth.
I didn't know what so I said what I had to say.
I love you too, and I missed you.
That was the dumbest mistake I believe I have ever done in my life.
We go out for a week or two then we went back to school.
It was nice seeing her everyday.
Then something changed...me.
I realized I didn't feel the same way I used to.
I used to want to hold her everyday in my arms and never let go,
I dreamed of her every night.
Then one day it just all stopped.
I didn't know what to do.
So I pulled a as*hole move and I’m so f*cking sorry now.
I stopped talking to her.
I ran at the sound of her voice.
I just made sure there was no contact between us.
I know I am a as*hole for doing it but I didn't know what to do.
Of course she stopped calling me after a while.
Now it’s been 4 or 5 months since we have talked,
And I know it sounds like dumbest thing in the world but I miss her.
I miss talking to her because I could talk to her about anything.
And writing this is really making think and I’m realizing with every word
That I type how much I love her.
But the problem is I don't think she feels the same way I do anymore.
And I don't know if it’s my heart that loves her
Or it’s the thought of her my mind loves.
You know what I’m talking about, the big "it's over" note.
To tell you the truth I did not feel shitty.
I should have seen it coming.
I was an ass and she was angel.
At the bottom of the note it said I love you. In big letters.
Then I did not think about it but now I think what the hell.
That does not make any sense.
But anyway that was at the end of the school year.
The summer flew by and never thought of her.
Then one day that girl called me.
I answered the phone.
"Hello" she said "Michael we need to talk.
We talked for hours like we were best friends.
The she said words I will never forget.
"Michael I love you and it was huge mistake breaking up with you."
Aka she asked me out once again.
The way her beautiful voice echoed in the phone,
Brought me all back to the old memories.
I was shocked to tell you the truth.
I didn't know what so I said what I had to say.
I love you too, and I missed you.
That was the dumbest mistake I believe I have ever done in my life.
We go out for a week or two then we went back to school.
It was nice seeing her everyday.
Then something changed...me.
I realized I didn't feel the same way I used to.
I used to want to hold her everyday in my arms and never let go,
I dreamed of her every night.
Then one day it just all stopped.
I didn't know what to do.
So I pulled a as*hole move and I’m so f*cking sorry now.
I stopped talking to her.
I ran at the sound of her voice.
I just made sure there was no contact between us.
I know I am a as*hole for doing it but I didn't know what to do.
Of course she stopped calling me after a while.
Now it’s been 4 or 5 months since we have talked,
And I know it sounds like dumbest thing in the world but I miss her.
I miss talking to her because I could talk to her about anything.
And writing this is really making think and I’m realizing with every word
That I type how much I love her.
But the problem is I don't think she feels the same way I do anymore.
And I don't know if it’s my heart that loves her
Or it’s the thought of her my mind loves.
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