The "D" Files

The Goodbye Letter

I just want, to see you again,
I don't understand
Why we can't be friends.
Please don't tell me, this is the end.

It's not that hard, to pick up the phone
I'm sick of feeling all alone.
I know that you've been feeling stressed
But why do I feel like this is my test?

I guess I was naive
To think you wouldn't leave
Me out in the cold
But we were so bold...

No time for me,
No patience for you,
I thought by now
You'd have a clue

About how much I care,
All the moments we've shared
Does this have to go on?
If so, for how long?

I can't bear the thought,
I don't want to cry,
So please don't tell me
This is goodbye.
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Deb (this is an older one)

What are these feelings?
So confusing I can't even describe them,
Can't even think straight
When you're on my mind.

You make me laugh until I want to cry.
I can't help but smile to myself
Every time you're around.

You are so beautiful,
In a weird, rough around the edges,
Been around the bend a few times
Kind of way.
Yet still soft in some hidden manner
That most probably don't even notice.

But I notice and it drives me insane.
Why am I attracted to you this way?
Everyone else is drawn to the same qualities,
Just not in the same way.

How is it you make me feel so warm,
Yet drive me absolutely crazy at the same time?
I love being close to you,
And feel so tortured when you're gone.

All these feelings, bad and good,
Are just in vain.
Always the taken ones, it seems.
You will never want me
The same way I want you.

What's the point?
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Thoughts That Don't Belong (also older)

Your eyes,
God,
how they burn a searing hole
right through my soul
every time you look at me.
I want to look into them forever,
as much as it hurts,
hoping to find the secret
I've been wishing for
in them.

Your behavior confuses me;
Closer, yet more distant lately
than usual.
You're a mystery,
and that just makes me want you
even more.
I want to figure the mystery out.

Everything about you
makes me want more:
the way you walk,
the way you talk,
the stories you tell.
Just being in your presence
makes me want to stay there forever.

I wish I could tell you all of this,
the way you make me think,
the way you make me act,
the way you make me feel.
But that's just not a good idea,
is it?

Perhaps someday,
My Secret will be known
in the Promise of Happiness...
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Bloodthirsty Monster (also older)

The pain eats away at me
more everyday.
Madness quickly consuming
my mind,
Thoughts of you clouding
my every thought.
Hurt.
That's all I seem to feel
any more.
Longing,
for something and someone I'll
Never have.
Why does it have to hurt
So bad?
The Only One who can cheer me up
at times
And you don't even know
The Power you hold over me.
Pain
Hurt
Longing:
When will it end?