Tuesday, March 24, 2009


never forgetting what might have been,
you'll never let it go
every time i think we're good again,
i find things i didn't know.
things weighing heavy on your heart
about a girl from long ago,
you hide it fairly well from me
but i'm not blind, i always know.
"jealous and insecure" you say,
"a mountain of a mole hill"
you think that these words justify
your actions of free will.
poets write about old flames
their words ring thru and thru,
what a shame you were the one too blind to see
who it was that really loved you...

by tiffany cross on 1/29/09

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