"Delete"
It doesn't hurt me to hide
It doesn't hurt me to think back
It doesn't hurt me to think of how we connected
It doesn't hurt me to see you in my head
It doesn't hurt me to write about you
It doesn't hurt me to read poems about you
It doesn't hurt me when symbolic images appear in my dreams
It doesn't hurt me to see you with any other
It doesn't hurt me to know you thought about me
It doesn't hurt me to have had talked to you for as long as I did
And it may not have even hurt me to reread the messages
...but ya know what?
It does hurt me to pretend
It does hurt me that it's over
It does hurt me that it wasn't meant to be
It does hurt me to know you're too far away
It does hurt me to acknowledge the very fact that I am writing about you
It does hurt me to hear songs that remind me of you
It does hurt me that, after all, you're still haunting my subconscious
It does hurt me that it isn't possible to be given a chance
It does hurt me to be re-obsessing about you
It does hurt me to know everything ever said was in twenty-seven pages
And it may not have even hurt me to reread the messages
...but ya know what?
It did hurt me to hit "delete"
It doesn't hurt me to think back
It doesn't hurt me to think of how we connected
It doesn't hurt me to see you in my head
It doesn't hurt me to write about you
It doesn't hurt me to read poems about you
It doesn't hurt me when symbolic images appear in my dreams
It doesn't hurt me to see you with any other
It doesn't hurt me to know you thought about me
It doesn't hurt me to have had talked to you for as long as I did
And it may not have even hurt me to reread the messages
...but ya know what?
It does hurt me to pretend
It does hurt me that it's over
It does hurt me that it wasn't meant to be
It does hurt me to know you're too far away
It does hurt me to acknowledge the very fact that I am writing about you
It does hurt me to hear songs that remind me of you
It does hurt me that, after all, you're still haunting my subconscious
It does hurt me that it isn't possible to be given a chance
It does hurt me to be re-obsessing about you
It does hurt me to know everything ever said was in twenty-seven pages
And it may not have even hurt me to reread the messages
...but ya know what?
It did hurt me to hit "delete"
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Hmm what to say about this...I screwed up awhile back by becoming too attached (which is hard for me not to do to people), and ever since I've been fading in and out in the process of moving on. Uh, yeah, that's all that happened. Let me know what you guys think of this poem (anything at all!) But anyhow, I had been moving on for awhile, letting go of most everything, but my "obsessive thinking" put me once again back to square 1.5. But ya know what? It's no one's fault at all (not even the person in this poem). I was fully responsible for my own actions; and it's okay because I don't regret anything. Through it all, I have and will continue to be alright. :) But, at the same time, ughh...so how many of you guys can relate: either to obsessively thinking about something you can't change or have no control over; or maybe you just met someone that, try as you might, you can't seem to FULLY "forget about?"