Never mind
Never mindI sometimes feel that I haven’t told you everything that’s true.I deny both to both of us how much I think of you. I wish you were here sitting with me.Just so that I could be near you, and know that you are happy.I love to talk to you as much as I can.I’m just afraid to scare you away, can’t you see, I’m your biggest fan.I listen to your voice and look at your face, I see you here, holding me in this place. I know that I miss you so much even though I say I don’tI know that even though I look to find someone better than you, I know I won’t.I miss you, I still do. I want to say that I love you, but I’m scared cuz I don’t know if you do too.Writing soothes away my pain, I need it and music, cuz in love I know I’ll never gain. I want to be with you, you know I still do, But I don’t want to force you to say that you do too, So I leave this open to interpretation;I love you still, but I want to stay your friend, Tell me you do too, and you won’t have to ask again.This is my proposition.Tell me you care, tell me it’s true, Then I will tell you that I still love you.If you cannot, then I’ll be fine, And this poem, just nevermind.Kris Written October 31st, 2001 © on Oct 31 2001 07:20 AM PST 20 • 0 • 8
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"Never mindI sometimes feel that I haven’t told you everything that’s true.I deny both to both of us how much I think of you. I wish you were here sitting with me.Just so that I could be near you, and know that you are happy.I love to talk to you as much as I can.I’m just afraid to scare you away, can’t you see, I’m your biggest fan.I listen to your voice and look at your face, I see you here, holding me in this place. I know that I miss you so much even though I say I don’tI know that even though I look to find someone better than you, I know I won’t.I miss you, I still do. I want to say that I love you, but I’m scared cuz I don’t know if you do too.Writing soothes away my pain, I need it and music, cuz in love I know I’ll never gain. I want to be with you, you know I still do, But I don’t want to force you to say that you do too, So I leave this open to interpretation;I love you still, but I want to stay your friend, Tell me you do too, and you won’t have to ask again.This is my proposition.Tell me you care, tell me it’s true, Then I will tell you that I still love you.If you cannot, then I’ll be fine, And this poem, just nevermind.Kris..."