Let Me Think About This...You.

Let me think about you...
someone ordinary common,
shame I believed in you.
What a pitty, it didn't last...
damn!..you broke my heart.

Let me think this...
I used us as something for fun,
It was all an infatuation..that's something I can't deny
The cup of coffee is still broke,
no healing will arrange the hurtful lost.

Let me think about you...
person who don't feel me,
Thinks I'm his possesion....
and I foolishly believed him.

Let me think about you...
Oh yes, you're the past...
I swear this is over,
I won't turn back.

Let me think about this...
your hands would not touch my skin...
Sitting in that corner....
I'll be watching you sober.

Let me think about this...
how silly I am...
I thought I had changed you..but it was just a lie.
Let me think about this....I wasn't the first one at all..
I wasn't the last.
I was someone who thought it would be the beloved one.

But how right I am.
Let me think about this....
I still got my silly pride....
You man that leaves all behind..
get the hell out of my life....

I might be rude, I might be nice..
there are all consequences..of what you've done.
Now you regret..yes..As I once said, your "useless regret".
But honey..didn't you understand?..players always quit the game.

Now I'm changed..you still there.
Looking at me 'round the corner...
feeling so stupid....with your cup of coffee on the hand.

By Pemberley Winter
I know what you are...you're gonna be bad for my bussines......that's something I can't deny

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Pemberley:
It´s not necessary to think much about. You have put in your poem sad verses that carry your sadness to the reader. It seems your eternal love has come back while you pretend it’s a short-lived passion. In truth, it´s an endless infatuation with bandaged eyes. Perfect verses that show the soul of an enraptured poetess.
Another of your well done English poems.
Congratulations,

Ramiro

 

mis estrellas...
no sé ingles no puedo comentarte jejeje
pero tanta letra rara se ve bien hermoso en tu poema ...
abrazos..

 

Sad again, I think you and I are in the same rollercoaster :::sonreir1:::.
Well I liked the direct way you express yourself, it gives the poem some strenght, and in some parts it sounded like a song.
I'm with you, one person ends being what the others makes of him or her or however it has to be said.
Hugs for you pem.

 

Hello ramiro!--nice to see you here!..thanks so much for your comment!..hope you are great!, writing those politics stuff!.
Hugs, Pemb:::sorpresa1:::

 

Hello Mask!..aahaha sos muuuuuy gracioso. Sin importar las circunstancias, me alegra que hayas pasado de todas formas...puedes buscar poemas mios en español..tengo alguno que otro.
Abrazos...y recibo tus estrellas!!!
Pemb:::sorpresa1:::

 

My dear Redwing a.k.a SADwing just kidding :::sonreir1:::..nice to have you here....yeahh..at first I was quite convince..then I realized that the verses were strong, words, meanings, etc.....I think I'm losing my touch..I don't know.....writing is not the same for me. I can't wright as I did.....and in fact..is more difficult sad things.....it seems like yesterday it was easy but now sadness consumes meeeee!::hmy:::.
thanks for passinggggg
Pemb:::sorpresa1:::

 

Feelings extremely well-expressed. Sometimes actions taken by others can leave an endless legacy. Great job on this excellent poem. Congratulations!

 

Hii!, Nice to have you here!--I appreciated so much your comment!, that was very sweet of you....I'm glad you liked it.
Keep it Up!
Pemb:::sorpresa1:::

 

Pemberley, if it's Ok with you, I will like to comment in Spanish because is easier for me.
En serio este poema me encantó!! La forma en que está construido, la dureza de las palabras, la certeza de los versos, la estructura de los pensamiento... Todo una obra maestra, expresión simple de los sentimientos más profundos de desamor productos de una relación fracasada. Excelente!!

 

Heyyyy!!..por supuestooo..no tengo problema algunoq ue comentes en español!..que bueno que te gusto!, me gusto tenerte por aqui!
Love, Pembbb:::sorpresa1:::