Its happening again we're going down the same lines we've walked before and the same road that made us weary but it all should be over soon because the same razor that cut us apart shall soon be the cause of my demise And the blood will run like you through my mind And the image is beautiful But isnt infinite But you will be beautiful forever and when the trees begin to collapse from their roots your image still shines strong and when all my blood runs out you will still be there PROMISE ME THAT! that you wont let it happen again and that you will give it all your worth next time around because this time counts and this time it will be worth it Trust Me. This is about a girl I know named allyson and I have known her since i was 11. She doesnt think shes pretty but I think shes beautiful and i keep on seeing her waste her life on a boy that just goes from one to another. just thought i would give you my motive
I have but everytime shes like "it will be different this time" yeah right...all he wants to do is pop the cherry and he told me so
Lines 5-9 of the first stanza are absoloutely beautiful, dripping with that wonderful melancholic quality true poetry affords, it's tangible, touchable...*sigh* This Allyson is lucky and, believe me, she will see in time that she can rely on you to think of her as lovely. It is a sad opinion of mine that women learn more about love from the immaturity of undesirable males, than they do from those who know how to love. Take care.
lovely words from your heart... like above..if you have not spoken of this then she may keep making the same mistakes....then again it may be something you both have to learn in life.... love.......what and where is love true togetherness... show her these words your words. let your path maybe change hers.......if you are true . love n peac efrom saff
Keep being there for her. From what you said, I can see my past self so much in the bad relationships this girl puts herself in. Please show this poem to her. She needs it.
