These Days

there is not a day that passes
these days
that i don't ask myself why
did let myself fall
for things aren't the same
these days

you are not the girl
i met
and love dearly
you have changed alot
that scares me
these days

i know
that i'm destined to loose you
and find something
or someone better
one of these days.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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Komu Avatar
May 25, 2011 at 10:27 AM
With tears of pain I read this poem! Emmanuel,I'm hurting!! Why did u decide 2 keep all this in poetry instead of talking 2 me..Look now, we lost what we built for 5 years!!!!
Peat Avatar
April 3, 2010 at 4:33 PM
very nice
Arteaga Avatar
March 31, 2010 at 11:17 PM
these days they come and go. Some go fast, some go slow. These days are at best, when loved by someone else, but these days make you weak, on loving your own self. And then these days becomes these weeks, then these months. Before you know it you have to let go of these days, you want...forgot. good emotion in your poem
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