When you told me you liked someone else
I didn't cry, I didn't.
Okay, maybe I did.
When you told me all of those silly jokes
I didn't laugh, I didn't.
Okay, maybe I did.
When you told me you were sick
I didn't worry, I didn't.
Okay, I guess I freaked out.
When you told me you loved me
I didn't smile, I didn't.
Okay, I grinned.
When I saw you again
I wasn't that happy, I wasn't.
Okay, I was overjoyed.
You don't affect me too much.
You don't, I swear.
Okay, you affect me more than anyone.
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Poems
PoetryI'm no poet. I am not a fan of poetry. But sometimes you have those poems in the back of your head, the poems that can sum up your feelings. Sometimes you have poems that don't describe anything, but just came out as a beautiful cluster of words...
