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Cassie Mae Dec 2010
Untrusting.
You never called back,
You never want to see me.

You Never Called Back!

Nameless.
I'll scream to your face,
I'll give you a name.

*******!

You never ******* called back!
You *******.

I thought you would be different, but you're all the same.
Cassie Mae Writings 2010
Cassie Mae Dec 2010
Now I realize I never really knew you
but I cried when you left
I could have really loved you
I could have got to know you
Then I could have loved you

I wonder what would happen if I saw you now
Would my heart break or beat
Would I cry or would I laugh

With you I could have loved again
but now it'll have to wait
My heart will have to heal
because I never really knew you
It seems silly to cry over
Cassie Mae Writings 2010
Cassie Mae Dec 2010
Waiting,
like the last leaf for the wind.
     Lonely,
like the lone tree in the field of wheat.
     Forgotten,
like the change on the floorboard.
     Distracted.
     Lost.
     Afraid.

     *Waiting.
Cassie Mae Writings 2010
Cassie Mae Dec 2010
Remember when you killed me?
You left me bleeding in your bed.
My heart stopped beating as you walked out the door.
Now I'm dead.
No more talking
No more laughing
No more loving
No feeling.
**Dead.
Cassie Mae Writings 2010
Cassie Mae Dec 2010
Foolish
Selfish
Words to describe me.
Careful
Scared
Words to describe me.
Lonely
Hated
Words I think describe me.
Lost
Confused
Words that define us.
Spoiled
Lucky*
Words the define us.
Cassie Mae Writings 2010
Cassie Mae Dec 2010
You hold me as if you know me.
You kiss me as if you won't miss me.
Skeptical? I think not.
Trusting? I know I'm not.
Suspicious? I try not to be.
Willing? More than likely.

I know you won't miss me.
I know you don't know me.
This is what I will be believe.
Cassie Mae Writings 2010
Cassie Mae Dec 2010
The sweater matched his eyes,
the little girl inside me cries.
The sound of his voice
left the pieces no choice.
They scattered around the room.

There's no more smiles,
no more words to exchange,
but so much left to say.
Cassie Mae Writings 2010
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