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you are gone from my life
and you are no longer my wife.
we've seperated ways
and sometimes i stop to think
about you, becuase i still care,
but more now i see for myself
you're not all there.

and i wish i could help
but i tried and since have lost all hope
i sincerely hope for you
that you will see,
and one day you can be
truely happy.

i can't let you go somehow
and i don't want to.
lloyd Banks and the G Unit freaks
just arent as funny without you,
and all the little inside jokes
we used to have
have moved on to a new crowd,
but i cant find myself laughing
just as loud as with you.
i feel so awkward and wrong,
like somehow i dont belong,
but with you...
i never felt quite this way.

i have to say,
that someday...
i hope me and you can talk again,
im sorry Michelle...
that i fucked up
and that I lost you.

xoxo
Ellie J

Posted: 2005-11-07 23:08:06 UTC

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