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Oct 2012
I’m glad that you think of me
That I pollute your dreams
I’m glad that you have to be happy when you think of me because I was with you when you were happy
Or sad when you think about how you used to be happy because you were with me
I’m so glad that I know you’re still up tonight
And I’m still up tonight
And we’re probably thinking the same things right now
I’m glad nobody’s going to *******
And you’re alone
And you’re probably crying
Like I’m crying
I’m so glad that when I see you you’re always with your friends
and I’m by myself
and I want to talk to you
but I think what if I do and then I think
I should have just left as soon as I saw you,
And, oh god what if I looked back and you’re still looking
and your friends are looking
and you probably wouldn’t know what to do
because they’re all laughing
then you start to laugh
and oh god where’s the door- where’s the ******* door.
But, anyway..
I’m just really glad that you’re still around
And I’m still around
Even though I didn’t think I would be
And I didn’t write that note
Alex Cassidy
Written by
Alex Cassidy  Rochester, New York
(Rochester, New York)   
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