A Girl I used to know.

 To Sian.

Sometimes you shouldn't listen to sad love music late at night while thinking about past loves and what might've beens but nevermind.

I get bored of these types of poems but it wanted to come out.

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I used to love this girl
she had the wit,the wisdom and the womanly looks
shared my interest for philosophy,politics and books.
I was there for her
like now one was.
she could equal me
now she won't whisper  a thought
let her voice roam free.

I didn't tell her how I felt
felt it would ruin our friendship
it was only too late I discovered
the words I shoulda let slip
-she was singing from the same sheet
I coulda travelled down to brighton so
me and her could meet.

And even if you could never feel that way again
I still think it's a crying shame
we can't speak anymore
it makes time a painful sandpaper like chore.
I see you're doing so well
I'm trying to accept every closing door.
I'm such an idiot sometimes,
One day I'll atone for a good few years worth of ideas as crimes.

In silly moments my mind flickers back
with what ifs
what if,we kissed.
what if ,
I might've come to live with you
would I still pay home it's due?
I wonder what we could talk about in 2012
I'd want to know more about you,
than talk about myself.

No equivalents now
no veiled flirts
I guess I am just full of
disillusionment and it hurts