(Third in the Heart Beat series)
This is the continuation of Heartbeat and What if? It is the third in the series as this one sided fascination gradually flickers to its end. I still cannot believe that she could be so selfish and cold and that is why I have used the word prejudice. May be it had to do with my being colored. I thank all of you who suggested and thought she would love it “the first poem” “Heart Beat” but she said don’t ever mention it to me I don’t want to look at it, never. May be she was not worth it. Unlucky girl?
These events took place before the third poem “Winter Chill” but I think it is more appropriate to put it as last. What do you think.
The poem speaks for itself. What can I say it ended before it began, that is life? What did I expect out of this affection nothing? All I was looking for was a good friend.
Wrote this last week because of all the loneliness I've had just being away from my lover during the long days at class and also whilst he's at school. I always tend to think of him during class, and always think about him in situations that I kno he'd be able to help me with. It's like..I just can't take the pain that I hide inside, anymore...Anyways, a great read for everyone.
