I hate you
I hate how your always right
I hate your smile
I hate your style
I hate how you say good night
I hate your short, hair
I hate your snort
I hate how you care, when no one is there
I hate your confusing ways
I hate your delays
I hate how you annoy me.
I hate your stupid shoes
I hate some of your point views
I hate you
But most of all I hate how you play hide and seek
because you always find me
I know you hate rhyming poems
So I had to create this
for you
;)



                                                                                                                                                                        ~Grace G. Richardson~ 2012

I miss the kisses and long letters
Your sweaters, making me feel like I belonged
I miss our slow dances
The warm bed and glances
I miss the glow
But where did it all go?
Should I believe in second chances?
Or should I begin to grieve
While you leave?

That text,
That call,
That's all it takes,
For the air to thin
And the mouth to dry
As the blood pressure breaks.

Palms are sweaty.
Knees are weak.
All in a moment,
The future seems bleak.

Thoughts are clouded.
Eyes go blind.
The ground pulls down
And arms are tied, useless to climb.

Body trembles with deep,
burning what ifs.
Memories resurface
As the past is relived.

But the voice within,
The weapon was ready,
Calming the breathes and heart,
Making all become steady.

Though I am stronger now,
Thanks to the time.
I'm still yours,
Even if you're not mine.

im not mad
im just disappointed
im just unjust sometimes i lust
after laughter