You and I.
We would've had an understanding
we would have had much laughter.
I would have been exclusive.
You'd have welcomed my exclusivity
my time
my patience,
my laughter,
my stories
my charm
and my company.
You probably still do,
but our time together is fleeting,
as it must be.
For I must walk away.
I must not look back at you.
At what we would have been.
I must change the landscape.
I must warn you,
if you are not able to keep up,
you will be lsot in the shuffle,
and discarded, as you discarded me.
it doesnt matter how you treated me in the past, for the past is past.
You cannot change it. And I cannot help but feel
angered and slighted by it.
But I will move on.
I will move on. Far on and farther.
far away from what you made me feel.
The craziest thing is that you're so ignorant,
you don't know or care that you are doing it.
You're too busy being popular.
I forgive you.
But you are not my friend.
perhaps you never were.
I tried. I cared.
Once.
It would've been great.
But it will forever be known as the year I tried so hard.
and the year you failed.
Miserably.
And made a good man, a solid man, a sane man ...
feel as if he were less than nothing.
Because you did....nothing.
It doesn't matter what would have been.
I didn;t warrant your attention.
and you are less than worthy of mine.

Nicely done great job expressing emotions. the poem flowed well.

thanks i appreciate it.

OutStanding as usual my friend..
Great job I could see this all the way to the end.

yeah. i can only write what i feel.

aw, shucks! thanks red!

Very moving and enlightening, with touches of pain.

Nicely done!

Thanks very much.