Bitter is to taste you leaving,
sweet is to draw you closer.
Sour is to hide these feelings,
and aching for time to stand still
Hard is to say the words,
easy is to be just friends.
Painful is to hide these feelings,
and yet again soothing,
for time to stand still
Killing is to see you loose,
not in these arms
for this is a weakling,
too weak to show truth.
I know i've written a poem similair to this one...i personally don't think this is one is very good a bit off rythem.. aah i dunno just weird
