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Why didn't I say 'I love you' in the end?

Contributed by FleurdeSang on Wednesday, 15th September 2004 @ 03:09:07 PM in AEST
Topic: fictional



The sun was high in its royalty,
I questioned myself about our loyalty…
You and I, the best of friends,
I didn’t know today would be your end…
We sort of drifted apart these past years,
Deep in the night, the only company I had were my never-ending tears…
Missing the warmth that we used to share,
Your crystalline eyes seemed to look through me, as if I were bare…
But now you found an other friend,
Even better than I; she gave you her heart to lend…
I hated you for this,
A feeling that I thought would never exist,
Between us…
You leave me here with only darkness to comfort me,
I’m lost without you, can’t you see?!
I can’t seem to find the words to confront you,
Yell and scream and stomp is what you do!
I am the meek one,
Take a good ***** on me, and your done!
Come to me with all the problems that hurt you,
So I may comfort and assure the whole way through…
But when it comes to me, you have no time,
You’re off spending your mother’s very last dime…
Spoiled brat, evil *****, narcissist!
In your judging eyes, do I exist?!
I guess not,
For these words faze you not…however, today was different from the rest,
You called to see how I was doing, I put you to the test…
I said, “I am doing fine, and you?”
“Oh, I’m doing great! Lots of things to do!”
You sounded so happy, not a care in the world,
I guess you couldn’t hear the pain in my voice; my heart was wrenched and hurled…
“I haven’t heard from you in a while, Stephy!”
Long pause, “Yeah, I’ve been busy…”
Harsh in tone, but well deserved…
Awkwardly, you reply, “Hey I still got that table reserved.”
Quite in shock by what you just said,
“Really…wow. I wish I could, but I’m sick in bed.”
A lie, of course; I really don’t want to see you,
But, then again, I kind of do…
“Oh, ok…” (Long pause) “Well, maybe another time?”
Desperation thick in your voice; would me giving in be a crime?
No, I won’t give in! I shall not feel pity for you!
Look at what you have caused me!!
Pain, suffering, sorrow, you’re pretty good at what you do…
Dearest friend, if I should even call you that,
I bid you farewell, I tip my hat…
“Well, I have to go, but we can get together real soon!”
Liar. You won’t think about me; you don’t ask if I even want to go, you just assume…
“We will see…I guess I’ll talk to you later, Rizzo.”
“Ok, Stephy! Will do. Well, my battery is almost gone, so I also have to go!”
Pondering if I should say what we would always tell each other,
I was too late, my voice was else where…
The line had died, you were already gone,
Oh well, I shall wait for your call at dawn…
Hours later, I got another call,
My blood was boiling, you had the gall!!
But it wasn’t who I expected,
It wasn’t you voice that connected…
“Stephanie? This is the Sheriff. I hate to be the bearer of bad news, but your friend is dead…”
Numb with shock; her leaving me was my worst dread…
“What?! How? When? WHO KILLED HER?!”
Frantic with rage and despair,
Tears were now flooding my eyes,
I couldn’t accept the fact that my best friend had just died…
“A car accident, Ms. Stephanie… I am sorry for you loss…”
Just as I was about to ask another question,
The line had died; another loss…
Emotions overwhelming me,
How could this be?!?!
She was my best friend,
She was too young for her life to end…
Oh God, I’m so sorry for hating you!
Now you’re gone, what am I to do?
My selfishness and loathing has given me this,
Your life, such a Hell, you’re now in bliss…
If only we could start over again,
Why didn’t I say “I love you” in the end?





Copyright © FleurdeSang ... [ 2004-09-15 15:09:07]
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Re: Why didn't I say 'I love you' in the end? (User Rating: 1 )
by sammydid on Wednesday, 15th September 2004 @ 03:16:21 PM AEST
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sh*t. that was really good! im sorry about your friend hurting you. i know how that feels. a well written poem.

I hope you two make up!
-natalie


Re: Why didn't I say 'I love you' in the end? (User Rating: 1 )
by Jenni_K on Wednesday, 15th September 2004 @ 03:17:50 PM AEST
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Wow....I loved this...it was very touching..and so sad..... we need to stop putting off saying those three important words... (I don't normally do this, but read my last poem called "no Strings")
Jenni


Re: Why didn't I say 'I love you' in the end? (User Rating: 1 )
by Nazmythian on Wednesday, 15th September 2004 @ 04:57:07 PM AEST
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Oh, Stephy ... I am so sorry. To lose someone is bad enough, but to do so and not get to say good bye ... or to be angry at them is so much worse.

My thoughts are with you always
( the rhyming attempt - Awesome job Dear !! )
Nazmythian ~


Re: Why didn't I say 'I love you' in the end? (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Wednesday, 15th September 2004 @ 05:08:28 PM AEST
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i totally loved it! it was an awesome poem. very real, very deep. it really touched me. great write! keep on writing!
peace n love
jenny


Re: Why didn't I say 'I love you' in the end? (User Rating: 1 )
by thistle_and_fern on Friday, 26th February 2010 @ 11:16:16 AM AEST
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Just goes to show, we should never put off telling the peole in ou lives what they mean to us, whether they want to know or not, whether we get rejected or not.
Im going to take a leaf out of my own book and start today telling those I care about what they do mean to me. If I get rejected, so be it. Least I wont have the regrets.

Awesome job. Thank you for opening my eyes.




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