If I had one wish,
I would give it to you,
because the wish I would make,
would never come true.

Was this meant to be mean
was it meant to strike pain
did u mean to hurt me
because this is not a game.

I gave you something fragile,
I gave you something dear,
I gave you my heart,
but you left it in fear.

I miss you now,
nothing can be more true,
you hate me now,
but I still love you
and I’m sorry for opening
this door to my life,
and again I say “I love you”,
as I pick up this knife.

nothing else to be heard
nothing else to be said,
nothing else left to do,
now all I see is you.


I stole this poem from some website where many people post poems anonymously, so I can't give credits. But nice poem anyhow.

And I'm off to debates!
SAM!! hahaha. :)