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[aid] => Mick
[title] => Which One
[time] => 2003-05-28 03:35:00
[hometext] => Blah....
[bodytext] => Which One? You have this feeling deep inside you. That he's the one. But yet you're young. So you don't know if it's true. You're confused. Can't choose. You see other people that you try to get with. Even though he's the one that's probably right for you. You get your first kiss. It's from another. You don't know what to do. You try to think it out. On what's happened to you so far. And it gets to you. That maybe you're falling in love with the guy. He makes you feel like nothing else. The very thought of him makes you smile. The slightest mention of his name makes you shiver and feel warm so deep inside you, you can't help but laugh. So you send him a poem that you made about him. And you get this beautiful response from him. All you can't do is think about him. Yet…you like the other guy. The one who gave you that very light kiss of sensation running through you. He hasn't given you a call. You wonder if he was just trying to get some. Your questions get answered. When finally you get that call. And you two hook up. Everything's going good for awhile. Then one of your friends tells you that you are playing mind games on the other. It hurts you inside that she said this to you. So you ask her why she said this. She tells you that she didn't mean anything by it. That it just looks like it from the outside view. So you accept. And everythings going good again. Until… He goes and makes one mistake. You never thought he could hurt you. Yet he does. You cry. Didn't even want to cry. It just comes out considering who you are. You and your friend confront him on what he did. He's shocked that he did that. And apologizes. You accept. And everything seems fine. You're starting to get the idea from other people that you are sprung. So you accept that idea and go along with it. But yet this thought keeps popping up in your head. That one thought from before about the other guy that means a lot to you. It won't go away. It feels like betray. That you did this to him. Going out with another person. You tell your friend. That you decided that you wanted to tell him how you feel. But yet your boyfriend does something. He does this little dead…that means a lot. He walked all the way to your house. They shared a kiss. And that was it. Afterwhile he didn't call. And you start to think a lot. That your boyfriend is starting to become more like a friend to you. So you are thinking of that one single thought still drifts through your head. It won't go away. So you tell him one night how you feel. Afterwards you feel relieved. Yet you have the impression that you should have waited until you was really sure to have said the words you said to him that one night of sweet relief. You gets an answer from him that he also may think the same way. Yet both of them don't know. You see they have never been in love before. And the night continues like nothing was ever said between them Life goes on for you. Then a few weeks go by. You still have that one thought in your head. Your boyfriend is still starting to feel like a friend to you. So you think that maybe you should break up with him. Then you hear this news from your friends that he's in the mental hospital. You can't believe it. You find out the reason why. And it shocks you that he would do such a thing. And you cry. Again over him. So you decide to stay with him. Afraid that you would lose him. Then you hear that he's out. And you go over your friend's house. You go somewhere… And you finally see your boyfriend. Yet he ignores you. Your hurt. That he would do such a thing. You should have expected it from him. You feel like it's the final straw no matter what. That you will this time break up with him. You call him up. He explains. Being the person you are. You accept it. And everything goes to according. You call each other. Yet you still have this feeling that he's becoming more and more like a friend. You dread his calls. He tells you that he loves you. That he's never felt this way before. You're starting to feel guilty, When he told you this. You felt nothing whatsoever. Now you hate him for that. That it feels like he's telling lies. But deep down inside you know he cares for you a lot. You get some poems from him later on. And they're so sweet. You can't help but smile. No guy has ever done anything for you like that. But then you get this wonder, amazing surprise from the other guy that you have been waiting for. You can't but help it. You decide finally that you're going to break up with your boyfriend. You don't feel for him the way he feels for you. Plus you never get to see him anyway. That the only one for you is the guy. The one that never leaves your mind. That always puts a smile on your face. That makes you blush so red. That you know he's the only one for you no matter what. You will wait for him like before. You tell your friends what you are going to do. And they are extremely happy. Never exactly ever liked him anyway. You call him up. And can't help but cringe. He sounds so happy cause Valentine's Day is almost here. You break it to him. Surprisingly he understands. And asks to be friends. You say sure. But the call is short. You have this feeling that you didn't get to explain to him some things. You tell your friend what happened. Then later on that night. You find out that he's crying. So you go over to talk to him. Except you didn't talk. He kept bugging her to have sex with him. And you kept saying no. You didn't like him enough to do that with him anymore. But being the person that you are.. You give in just for him to stop bugging you. But throughout the night. You wouldn't let him in. Wouldn't let him go all the way. But he was stubborn and determined to do it. It hurt. Then he finally stopped. And guys just lay there. You go home later. Feeling weirded with yourself. That you let him do that. And you don't know what to do now. Whether to stay friends. Or not. So that's all and done for. You're never going to tell anybody. It's going to say hidden with you. On what happened that morning. Of course some people will know. But that was because they were with you. You decided that you are going to wait for that one guy. And you aren't getting a boyfriend for awhile. But who knows. You just know that that one guy is the one for you. The one that you can trust. So forth here is the story. That you wanted to write about. What goes through your head . With these emotions running through you. And what the final outcome is. But it's not over until it's over. [comments] => 0 [counter] => 153 [topic] => 21 [informant] => elfinfarie [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Lifepoems )
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