Young Writers Society

It all started it sixth grade,
we became the best of friends.
You were the one I'd always go to,
Even back then I loved you.

Then we grew apart,
seventh grade seperating us,
we never got to talk.
It wasn't really our fault though.

You may very well know already,
that one saying that I found was true.
Absence makes the heart grow fonder,
but also forgetful.

Then summer came,
and we started talking again.
It was us everyday,
the trampoline became our spot.

People that saw us together told me,
to my face, that they thought you loved me.
A nice, small kind of love, but more then a crush.
I didn't like you that way then, you were like my brother.

Then at the end of summer, with school approching,
I started falling for you.
Being around you felt familier, warm, like love,
a feeling I wanted to have forever.

You made me laugh,
even when I felt I would never smile again.
The way your smile lit up your eyes,
I couldn't resist.

I had never really realized,
how much you had actually cared.
Then it rushed through me,
like a spirit of something old renewing itself.

Then you started fading away,
distant, like you weren't really there.
You said your mother doesn't like me,
I'm too wild for her tastes, too silly.

She only met me once,
did she see right through you?
Does she know how you feel?
I tell myself she's jealous,
because of the way you care about me.

Then you left, gone like a gust of wind.
We stopped talking, well only a little.
I think you're mother told you something,
to keep away from me.

Then was that friday night,
I truly, completely fell.
You wrapped me in your sweatshirt,
even though we haven't talked.

I told myself at the beginning of then night,
that I'd treat you like the wind.
But I really couldn't help it,
it was like everything was finally right,
we were together.

But then on saturday,
you went back to ignoring me.
Now I'm broken-hearted,
wondering where I went wrong.

Liking you is so weird for me,
I've never liked your type before.
The pure and always good ones,
I usually go for the bad ones.
But you make me feel right, loved.
Or you used to.

You're like a drug to me,
I spend so much time with you,
I get addicted,
the love overwhelming.

Then you're gone.
I stop, I quit being with you,
decided I couldn't love you anymore.
But just one small night,
one little night,
and I get addicted all over again.

Please tell me how you really feel,
because everytime you give me,
that one small smile,
a little part of me dies inside,
feeling like I'll never be with you.

Your bright blue eyes irrisistable to me now,
your soft blond hair.
But now I'm just wondering why, why?
Why do you leave me here?

Oh my goodness! This is the best poem i've ever read! The only thing that was wrong was the mispelled word

I tell myself she's jelous

its Jealous. Other than that its perfect! I like that this is the most real life thing i've read in a while!

I liked this, alot! The only problem I saw was the typo errors you had. Everything else was alright and quite interesting to read
Keep writing!

I absolutly loved this, it seemed so real to me. I could just feel the mood changing, kind of like summer to winter. I just saw one thing that seemed a bit off.

I had never really realized,
how much you had actually cared.
Then it hit me like a bomb,
a stroke of lightining.

I personally wouldn't use such violent things to describe the feeling when you realize someone truly does care for you. I don't know how you think, so this might be of no use to you, but I maybe would use something like 'a gust of wind' or something to represent the fact that he was there, and then he wasn't.

Just to remind you, I REALLY love this poem. You know those poems where you read it and think it describes you just right? This is one of those poems for me. I really love it! Please keep writing!