I woke up this morning.. <br />With a frown.. <br />But one phone call turned it all around.. <br />She is the only person.. <br />that makes me happy.. <br />The one i can think bout.. <br />and smile. <br /> <br />Yet..In the bak of my mind.. <br />theres my past.. <br />that haunts. <br />That kills me a little.. <br />Each time i think bout it. <br /> <br />To the point where my heart is stoppin.. <br />Where its tired of pumpin. <br />Done surviving.. <br /> <br />And it kills me a little each time.. <br />You say.. you love me.. <br />Cuz it was never true.. <br />if you did.. <br />We would've worked it out.. <br />She lies.. yet i kno.. <br />But my heart.. loves her.. <br />more then i wanted to.. <br /> <br />I went for a week.. <br />thinkin.. im better off without her. <br />she isnt what i wanted.. <br />what i needed. <br />But she is the one my heart wants. <br /> <br />My mind is done.. with all this drama, <br />what you create.. <br />tellin me to move on.. thats the only way. <br />so i sit here.. in this early morning.. <br />thinkin.. <br />why do i still love her this way? <br /> <br />And with that phone call.. everything goes away.. <br />she is erased, for that moment.. <br />as i talk with her.. im fine.. for one more day.. <br /> <br />(ah.. I think its a confusin poem xP)<br /><br />Dislocated Heart<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-morning-7/
