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Okay, I'm working on this story where this guy and girl meet (very original) and they become friends. The guy publishes a book of poems about the girl. You'll figure out the rest through the poems. Some rhyme, some don't. Others are free verse and others aren't. There are long ones, and there are short ones. You catch my drift? Anyway here's some of his poetry. They might be out of order because I don't have the whole story figured out but feel free to try and piece it together. I'll add more as I go.


note: the ramblings of a man


The Red Notebook

It was an ordinary, The Red Notebook that sat on my shelf

Still, you picked it up anyway and and opened the cover

You read The Red Notebook and even dog eared some pages

There was no emotion on your face and you didn't make fun of it either

How was I to tell if you liked it?

The Red Notebook was closed and put back on the shelf

You walked passed my but not before you said

“Your poetry sucks, do me a favor and spare that” and you pointed to The Red Notebook

The nerve you had

Saying it straight to my face

Yet all I could do was stare straight ahead at The Red Notebook


Regret
The only regret that I have to this day
Was not having the courage to walk up and say
How much I love you and hope you'd stay
But now you've gone and with it
My hope thrown away.



[DOUBLEPOST=1398008048][/DOUBLEPOST]If You Weren't There
You
The love of my life
Swept me away with the wings of an angel
You turned my peaceful life upside down
And my tranquil oasis into a roaring turmoil
If you were never in my life what would it be?
Would I still be content with my life all alone?
Not caring what went on outside
Ignoring every call because it wasn't important
If I had never met you would I feel this pain?
A stabbing, aching wound in my heart
The whole were you are supposed to be
If I had never met you would my simple mind now true happiness?
The sound of your laughter as you flew through the room
Where we were the first time I held you as you slept in my arms
What would I call call a life without you.

This is for you
The one who replies when no one else does
This is for you
The one who like my stupid songs

This is for you
For answering my stupid questions when you know I could have done it myself
And for letting me know well be looking at the same moon on a certain night

When I think there's no on there
That no one will come
There is always you

Now
For
Once

This
Is
For
You





Man I drew this from deep down. I think I might cry. Kidding, I might have over exaggerated a bunch, it sounds all sappy (ewwww).

Guess who it's for.