Every Letter

by Oliver Stevenson   May 14, 2005


Every letter that you sent me
Was it all a lie?
You said I could contact you in need
But I’m left here too cry…

I’m not important to you
Or so it feels
When I am in need of you
Is when the pain is real

I read your letters over and again
They begin to mean less
For every day you push me away
Makes me feel love less

Don’t get me wrong
I love you to bits...
But when you push me back so strong
I tend to fall to bits

Another attack
Another cry out loud
I don’t know if I can watch your back
If I cant even see you

Every where I go I think of you
I cry at night about you
Not being able to see you
You you you… I'm thinking about you…

It’s why I don’t sleep at night
I’m sat there thinking about you
I’m sat in freight
Not knowing what to do…

YOU are all I think about
YOU are on my mind all day
YOU are the one I want to call out to
And shout I LOVE YOU!!!

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  • 19 years ago

    by Toni

    u alredy kno wot i think :-( good poem tho xx

  • 19 years ago

    by Oliver Stevenson

    Thank you :)