Untitled poem.

I wrote this in 2005, and although my feelings for that kid don't apply anymore, I really feel deeply about the context of the whole thing, especially the parts I bolded. That's why they are bolded of course. :]

And these gaps you've left me with...
I've been filling them little by little everyday.
Pretty soon, the deprivation that plagues me
Will exist no more
And I'll be able to look at pictures of you
And think of the memories,
Not once thinking of why we stopped making them.
Someday,
I'll be more than just well, like I am now.
I'll be more amazing than I ever thought I could be,
And more beautiful
Than you ever knew me to be.
Maybe you'll never miss me,
But that's okay, because
I'm not doing this to get you back.
I'm doing this for me.


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My writing will get me everywhere, and I don't need anyone to help me! This is something I have accomplished all on my own. It's something that NO ONE can ever take from me, for my inner thoughts ARE poetry. You can't take that. You could take my money or my computer or my whole house, but my poetry is mine to keep forever.