The night is dark,
The air is warm,
the crickets and wipporwill sing,
and yet i feel so cold and alone on this muggy summer night.

This screaming silence,
this painful tension between us
we try not to talk about it anymore
but it just makes things hurt worse.

She says she loves you so much it hurts,
yet she doesn't understand what that means,
She can never understand what it means to feel this way
I wish i didnt.

Yet you seem happy,
and who am I to disturb that?
you are not just the man i loved...and still love
you are my best friend.

So i shall put on this mask
tell you i'm happy for your happiness
cry on my own time,
and wish forever you were still mine

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curiosity killed the cat you know....
~Ky~

wow
thats really good!

x

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I'm not an artist.
I'm a ****ing work of art.

Great Job!! I love it!!!
I've been in a situation like that before and it absoluetly sucks...best of luck!

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Thanks!

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curiosity killed the cat you know....
~Ky~

I've been there too. Its always a painful experience. But as for your poem, you should work on the flow a bit and add more imagery. It is great, but it does need a little work.

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Cant you see my burning soul? I hide a secret deep inside. I can show you pleasures without pain, show you the beauty in the night. I see the moon in your fragile eyes as I satisfy your dreams.