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Eilidh Macdonald Poem
Why do you hate me?
Why must you ruin me? My heart, my head, my trust?
Did my love mean anything to you?
Was I just a pawn in your game?
You like to play games.
I would sit and watch you play games with other people's hearts,
So why didn’t I see the game you were playing with me?
I was blinded. I thought I was special, but I wasn't was I?
Why must you plague me?
Why must you hurt me?
Why must I love you.
Did you ever love me?
Did you love me like I love you?
You say you don't hate me.
Why must you lie. Why must you hurt?
Why must I stand by you.
I tried to distance us, but the pain it causes me.
Why can't I hide from you,
From the pain,
From myself?
Do you regret the anguish you cause me?
I hope you do. For I will always love you but right now I hate you. Like you hate me,
why do you hate me?
Copyright © Eilidh Macdonald | Year Posted 2024
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Looking into her eyes,
Standing feeling paralysed,
Waiting for her to realise,
The things I idealise.
Trying to show my love that is plentiful,
Being a friend fully dutiful,
Because her love is meaningful.
There's pain behind my smile,
But I'll never be hostile,
Always running the mile, so I can see her smile.
I love her but that is not returned,
No matter how much I yearned.
Copyright © Eilidh Macdonald | Year Posted 2024
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Eilidh Macdonald Poem
As one day passes another one nears.
The sun rises and falls like her chest as she lay there.
Waiting for a Prince.
That she wished not to appear.
Copyright © Eilidh Macdonald | Year Posted 2024
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