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this poem is directed toward the one I love's new lover |
| Dear Dru, I'm always wondering what he sees in you that he didn't see in me Or if he touches and kisses you, more tenderly. For the past month there hasn't been a day I haven't cried Because I just wish that I was still the one that stays on his mind. I do not hate you and I hope you don't think I do, The simple truth is that I just want to be you. I don't know what you think about me, and frankly I don't want to, Because it's bad enough I already feel inferior to you. I won't drag this out any more than I should, And so I beg that you make him happy, in a way I wish I could. |