I love you
I hate it
We're best friends
You call me when you're down
When she makes you want to scream
I love you
I hate it
Lonely nights
Sleep won't come
My phone rings
An hour passes
Finally you sound tired
Sweet dreams...
My heart breaks again
I love you
I hate it
Will it ever matter?
Probably not
You invited me to your wedding five years from now
“Of course I'll be there”
Tears are coming but I'll hold them back
I only want what's best for you
And so these words remain unsaid
I love you
It kills me...

I see where you are going with this one sweetie. It is hard to deal with someone we love and seeing them being with someone else.

it blows

Nice contrast.

thanks d4tc

These words are of no comfort, but your poetry reminded me hugely of this Joni Mitchell song, one I've cherished for years.

~Conversation~

He comes for conversation
I comfort him sometimes
Comfort and consultation
He knows that's what he'll find
I bring him grapes and cheeses
He brings me songs to play
He sees me when he pleases
I see him in cafes
And I only say, hello
And turn away before his lady knows
How much I want to see him
She removes him, like a ring
To wash her hands
She only brings him out to show her friends
I want to free him

Secrets and sharing soda
That's how our time began
Love is a story told to a friend
It's second hand
But I'll listen to his questions
I'll give my answers when they're found
He says she keeps him guessing
But I know she keeps him down
She speaks in sorry sentences
Miraculous repentances
I don't believe her
Tomorrow he will come to me
And he'll speak his sorrow endlessly and he'll ask me why
Why can't I leave her?

He comes for conversation
I comfort him sometimes
Comfort and consultation
He knows that's what he'll find