Over It

We were great, sure

Until suddenly we weren't.

I liked you as a person

But not much more than a friend.

You were cool and funny

I was, well, am, me.

We got a long just fine

But you wanted more from me.

I let you have it

A little bit

Never quite enough.

We weren't in sync, really

Or at least not all that much.

I value you

I thank you

For being there for me.

You loved me like I needed you to

But I always liked being free.

I set you loose

I let us go

Feeling only the slightest shift of guilt.

Thank you for caring

More than I did

But now I'm afraid

I really am over it.

QueenBee

VT

13 years old

Poetry

By QueenBee

Schoolwork

Schoolwork
Homework
How exciting.
I think my teachers are trying to kill me.
They assign lots of assignments
Worksheets, sometimes a quiz
Normally I wouldn't mind
But I'm not a math whiz.

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Poetry

By QueenBee

Timeless

I wanted to stay there forever
Under that tree with you.
I wanted to lie there
Live beneath the sky's blue.
I wanted to look at the constellations at night
And name the clouds' shapes in the daytime.

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Poetry

By QueenBee

Irreplaceable

Irreplaceable
Is us
You and I
Together
Joking and laughing from things like the weather
To ghost cows and weird books and crazy ideas
To fanfictions and emails and drafts we'll never send.

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