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Posted: Sat Sep 18, 2004 12:26 pm
Hey Everyone!! I found this poem i wrote in like 6th grade about this guy i really liked...wait maybe it was seventh grade....sadly as young love goes it did not work out crying . Very depressing i know, but it just prooves how much your writing can change about the same topic over about a three year period (long young love i know...he was cute, so sue me) So here we go!!!
The Moon Part One You think you know somebody but then something appears and your friendship as you know it is suddenly unclear
You've known this person ages and you know that it is true that clearly this one's someone who means something to you.
you've never thought of him that way you've never dropped a hint but in a sudden change of mind your heart begins to split
One half says you love him the other half you don't you push the thought off to the side and say you will ignore it and then you know you wont
within two hours your on the phone with the guy of your desire and then within the laughs you find its him that you desire
you ignore your heart yet again you talk for what seems hours and then within a few found days you've recieved a batch of flowers
is it possible your catch of my might feel the same as me or i this you must investigate play your cards you crazy eight
in you mind you say hell no but day by day your love does gro you can't wait to catch the phone just to hear his vioce and glow
but then your heart begins to drop why would he love me and i he's just a friend me? i know not i.
but you'll stand up strait and act ur own and hope soon too his love does grow
until you reach ur first real date with this guy ur pal ur mate and then by the course of pale moon light You get your kiss and earn your might.
you've done it! You've found a love! and it was all thanks to listening, caring, and hearing what u got up above. ---------------------------------- Okay like i said, i was like 12??? so that explains the crappy ness of the previous edition. But here's the second part of the poem from like 3 years in the future. (...from then...not now.)
The Moon Part 2
you really know this person and everythings unclear too many things have happened for you to hold him near.
you've been through a lot together and too eachother you've meant a lot but finally to me it seems its time for it to stop
i guess some things have happened whether we wanted to or not but from the start i loved you or at least thats what i thought
its been a long run for us to be even though we weren't but just too much has happened and i always get hurt
and although you've done a lot for me you've taken some stuff too i'm not the same girl i was the girl that was me before you.
and i guess i don't regret it I loved it too much to say but bumpy roads have ruined us and scarred us along the way.
we've both been jelous for no reason we've both said things we don't mean but why must you always stop the fight befor we even begin.
too many things i've tried to say and too many times i've been stopped just listen to me at least this once before my head begins to pop
i love u now i always have but now i just don't want it i've had it before but never again i say we call it quits
i am tired of being second and being told i'm not do i really mean that much to you or do you think i'm just not smart.
I'm the best until another will come and take my part just tell me now its killing me stop playing with my heart
i'll miss the love i'll miss the dates but i'll also miss the moon i loved it as much as i love you but now for me its ruined
for i kissed you like i loved the moon with wonder, joy, and hope but then you'd rip my heart out so the moon is just a joke.
so theres no point in me saying i'm gone for real this time and i just hope you realize that you could always have been mine. --------------------------------- crying God young love is so horrible. Well like i said, LOOK AT THE DIFFERENCE! Its nice to compare your works.
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Posted: Mon Sep 20, 2004 8:49 pm
isnt it great how the way we see love when we were kids gets SMASHED TO PIECES when we grow older? Stupid kids and their perceptions of love. scream ok, happy Kelly returns. Yeah, well, of course the most obvious comparison is that of skill. We definitely (or at least I hope) write better now than we did as kids. Something else though, is how our perceptions of life change. How we saw things as kids is not how we see things today.
Sometimes its almost sad to look back on old works and see how differently I viewed things. I wish that reality could have remained true. Unfortunately, crap happens, you realize you had no idea what you thinking, and then you learn from the mistake and move on.
...... stressed dang, now I'm depressed. sweatdrop
( domokun DOMO! domokun Yay! Happy now! domokun )
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