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Kelli Smith Poem
So I wonder why you liked me in the first place,
Its not like you act like you ever did now.
I fell for you from the first time we touched,
And I really thought you cared.
Apparently not, though.
I don’t really blame you; I’m not that great,
But you acted like you cared.
Cared about me.
Did you really?
Do you?
Whatever, I can’t get you out of my mind
But apparently I don’t even exist in yours.
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How are you today?
Are you still depressed with life?
Is it killing you?
This is crazy, babe,
You have got to understand,
I just want to help.
Why not let me in?
What are you afraid of, huh?
Why make it this hard?
Just let me help you!
Would it really be that hard?
I want to get it.
I want to help you,
Through everything you need.
I don’t want to push.
You make this too hard,
Let me try to comfort you,
But you can’t just talk.
I think I get it,
But how can I be sure, huh?
Just trust me, you’ll see.
We may not be us,
But it’s hard not to miss you,
The real you, that’s right.
Don’t know you that well,
But I do know you’re not this,
You are not this guy.
You’re awesome and sweet.
I know it’s weird to say, but
I could never hate you.
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Everytime I look at you I don’t know what to do,
That cute leather jacket with your white v-neck tee,
How does your smile always make me happy?
Why is your whole air dizzy-making?
I’ve got to get you out of my head,
All of you,
You’re adorable long hair and the stupid way you always smell wonderful.
I’m so intoxicated and I can’t get over it, but I have to.
I’m starting over fresh, right now.
New everything.
New way of thinking.
New way of looking at life.
New way of looking at you.
New way that we’re just friends.
New way that it’s not the end.
New way that I can get over this.
New way that I’m over you.
New way.
My New way.
My New Life.
Live.
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I don't know if I can do it anymore.
It's kinda killing me, I think.
I can. I can do it, but it feels like I can't.
I can't breathe when I'm around him.
I just wish he'd acknowledge my existence.
I'm willing to wait until he makes a decision.
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Kelli Smith Poem
You’ve hold my heart in your palm, you don’t even realize it.
You could simply squeeze if you wanted, and there I’d lay, dead.
I know you don’t want that, and you don’t mean to do it,
But every time you look at me, I feel a slight tug,
As you run away with my heart in your palm, you don’t even realize it.
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What do you mean you’ve been around assholes long enough to pick out the sweet ones?
There’s no way in hell you know what I’m talking about.
You’ve never felt this way, or maybe you thought you did.
I can’t help the guys you dated, but you can’t sit here and judge the one I like.
Yours were assholes.
Mine’s just confused.
He can’t help what he’s feeling.
He can’t help feeling afraid.
I’m not going to press him.
You go ahead and think what you want, but I’m sticking to my story.
I can’t have you trying to tell me what to do when you’ve never been with a guy for more
than three months.
Does that make you an expert?
I don’t think so.
Whatever, girl.
Think what you want, but I’m sticking to my story.
How many times have you been with a guy that called you beautiful?
How many times have you cared enough about another human that you were willing to let
go?
How many times have you sat back and watched that same person flirt endlessly with
countless girls while you have no power whatsoever?
You don’t know how I feel.
Think what you want, but I’m sticking to my story
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Kelli Smith Poem
I made my wish about someone else tonight,
I usually give it to you.
I hope you don’t mind,
But its time to bid you adieu.
This sounds pretty crazy,
I know that it might.
For some reason wishing for you,
It just didn’t seem right.
So tonight I gave my wish to someone else,
Someone who might possibly care.
He’s nice, you know him.
I just need someone who can be there.
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Time to figure this out.
Holding thin.
I’ve got to understand what’s going on.
Barely there.
Hardly worth fighting for.
If it’s me you want, prove it.
Standing here.
Arms wide open.
Tell me what you want.
Get it.
Getting harder.
Gotta hold on.
Wearing down.
Have
To
Get
This
Right.
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I’m starting to question whether you meant it or not.
What if you didn’t?
What if those sweet kisses you gave me were nothing more than a responsibility to you?
I can’t stand it anymore.
I don’t know what you want me to do.
Am I supposed to just sit here and take it?
Are you really going to tell me you didn’t mean any of it?
Was it all a lie?
You’ve pulled me so far in just to make my heart drop.
I don’t understand the reasoning you have behind this.
I just need a little bit of help.
Help me…
Please…
Help…
((Inspiration for this one comes from the song "Hands Down" by Dashboard Confessional.
They have completely different messages, but that song made me think about this.))
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I stare at the clock every night just to make that wish.
You know the one at 11:11, just to make a wish.
I waste my wish on things I hope will come true.
They probably won’t but I don’t think it hurts to try.
So if you want to know the secret to make my wish come true,
Listen real closely, every night I wish for you.
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