The day my heart died
The day my heart died
was the day my love was denied
you had to say it when you couldve lied
At first i thought i cried
but thats how it felt when my heart died.

you were always a good friend
you said you loved but you wernt serious in the end.

I used to walk solo
cruisin in my low low
watchin the whole world move in slomo
But now i have a large crew
by myside
when you said you loved me and i said i loved you, i thought it was true
Then my heart died.

But hell ill keep tryin
till the day i spread my wings and start flying.
You might as well hug me
because soon ill make you love me.


[edit on 1-10-2004 by phantompatriot]

That's a lovely poem phantom. The only problem I have with it is you can't "make someone love you". Either they do or they don't. But I can still see your feelings in the poem. It's very passionate.
Someone who does'nt love you is not worthy of such feeling. I hope you know that and find someone else who appreciates such deep emotions as you've shown in your writing.