This isn't a poem it's just how I felt when my ex was around me.

I really didn't think not being with you would hurt this much. I thought you were just something in the past. Still to this day I know I still have feelings for you. Weather I want to or not. I wish I could tell you how I really felt. If I did I would prolly make a complete fool of myself. I don't know I'm "Inlove" but somewhere in my heart I know I love you. I want to tell you this. I need to tell you this, but I am scared. I'm scared because I don't know how your going to act or if you even feel the same way.

Wow...I know I haven't put anything new up here, but I'm trying. I have been really busy with looking for a job and getting my GED. I will put some up soon. I promise.

If anybody knows of anyway to publish poems in a book...let me know! Thanks

Ash

Love is looking in his eyes.

You feel like you can fly.

You are happy and can't

Stop smiling. When you see him

Love is him hold you.

You feeling safe and warm.

When he holds you

You feel him bring you closer.

Love is seeming him.

Seeing him walk; talk.

Seeing him makes you

Get numb even

If it's the 100th time seeing him.

Love is when your

With him, it's the best day

Of your life. Feels like

You could live forever.

If you still wonder,

"What is love"

It's being happy.

It's being free.

Seeing him and you could fly

Higher than a bird.

Looking at him differently

Than your friends.

You don't just like him...

You love him

1-4-05

Why does love suck.

I wish I'd get some kinda of luck.

You I wish I could see.

Only you can set my heart free.

You're the one that has my heart.

At this moment in time we are apart.

You're my baby,

When I'm not with you I go crazy.

You think it's all a game.

I've done stupid stuff.

I know i'm to blame.

I just wish i knew if you care.

I wish again we were a pair.

7-15-05-About an ex that I REALLY want back

I live my life day by day.

At times I care what people say.

Somethings people say hurt.

Most the time I dust it off like dirt.

In life everyone gets hurt.

People think it's fuck to make a person cry.

What they don't know is the person prolly want to die.

They never look at it from the otehr persons eye.

They think their so great.

For that day I can't wait.

Til it happens to them.

4-18-04

Love is word.

Said to often.

Not ment much

Love hurts often.

Broken my many.

Cried over by lots.

Love causes hate

People seem to use

It to get the stuff they

Want.

Guys say "I love you"

Girls believe it till

We know it's not true.

Girls cry when it's not ment.

Guys laugh cuz they got

What they want.

Love is a word.

That should not

Be said till you

Mean it.

2-6-04

They play there game. Than who's the one to blame. In the end they are pretty lame. They brag about being clean. Who's the one who stuck their dick in 20 different chicks.

What they don't get in sitting at home is the perfect girl. The one who means the world. Still they stick their dicks in a different chick every night. Then they are outta sight.

They go home to their perfect girl. She looks at him like he's everything and he looks at her like she's nothing.

August 23, 2004-Created

I want to cry.
I sit and ask myself why.
My life keeps getting worse.
It seems like it's all a big curse.

I just want to end it, just quit.
I don't, instead I take everyday bit-by-bit.
It's gonna be hard.
And I will have to keep up my guard.

Sooner or later it will all turn out right.
The things that seem like a cure will be out of sight.
Then everything will be great.
It will be like I am on a new slate.

Created: 10-4-05

If you like reading and writing poems you should read mine and tell me what YOU think is wrong...I love to have help on that...thanks