Simmo02

Just some poems, some have been posted on my deviant art site...
"Pre"
I like her,
does she like me?
do I?
I wish I weren’t afraid,
I wish I could walk up to her,
and tell her how I feel,
but I cannot,
and I don’t like that I can't,
I want to be happy,
I'm just afraid it wont be this time"

"The thing I didn’t understand before is that every person brings a certain baggage to the relationship"

"Before, I was blinded to what was really happening,
naive,
but now it is I who is searching,
and I hope that will help me make a better decision in the end,
for I am no longer blinded by that fact of attraction,
and I will instead listen to my own heart."

"It is so silly I haven’t even talked to her yet,
and yet I am making witty poems already"

"I wanna get to know her more,
from what I hear,
she is just as shy as me,
it doesn’t mean she has to like me back,
I guess it doesn’t help that I haven’t asked.
Conversation is the key,
I just have to gain the courage to talk,
and when I do, I wont be sorry,
coz either way,
it will be better than not knowing,
and living this fantasy that will never come true."

"Time,
ever changing,
ever moving,
I cant stop it,
no matter how hard I try,
I just have to go with the flow,
and hope that things will work out the way
I visioned them to" 11:53 02-04-04

"My thoughts are now occupied by hope (Tori) replacing fear and sadness (Tasha)" 8:26am |07-04-04

Is love blind?
Can it work without a set path ?
Can I love without consequence?
Impulse is the root of desire,
and cannot be controlled.
Love at first sight?
Maybe, or at least I hope so.
No matter what is to happen,
I am ever changing,
ever learning,
striving towards that unobtainable goal,
and one day I will be at the finish line,
without even knowing it,
6 months, 2 years, 10 years,
no matter what it takes,
and how many wrong turns I make,
they will all contribute,
to the man I am going to be" 10:48pm | 06-04-04

Tori, will you be mine?
and yours in return?
Will I be hugged,
and kissed,
and caressed?
How I long for it,
wish for it,
crave for it,
will it work?
will it fail?
or will it crash and burn? 10:55pm | 06-04-04

A look,
a smile,
a crush,
a conversation,
a movie,
a touch,
a kiss? No.
A relationship,
hugs,
conversations,
meetings,
The talk,
"What is wrong?
was it me, or you?
in the end noone is to blame,
it just wan't ment to be,
or at least that is what they keep telling me."
sadness,
depression,
conprehension,
acception,
fear (of being alone),
anger,
longing,
sadness,
emptyness,
nothing. 11:30pm | 06-04-04

The way that I felt, still feel towards Tasha though I am nolonger in this state of relextion for the most part. I sometimes revisit all of these emotions/memories.
The title "tears that never come". Not once do I mention tears as an emotion. Sadness, depression, fear, but I never cried. I was empty. I have always had the idea that tears clense the soul and instead of makign me feel worse, tears make me feel better, coz I am "letting it all out".
I guess I havent cried coz I am expressing myself in different ways. "From destruction, comes creation". A relaionship is just what I needed to start writing. I never really was much of a writer, until I started going out with Tasha. I can write more than despair, but until somthingdrags me out I will stick to it.
I needed a long description coz I didnt really have much in the poem, it didnt explain itself very well, That and I felt like writing more :)
11:44pm | 06-04-04