Many poems dedicated to you... - Hannah Pate (speld decodable readers .txt) 📗
- Author: Hannah Pate
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You're right, I'm wrong, as always...
You matter, you always will
I don't have the answers, at least not right now
June 26th, 2019No, I haven't fogotten. We may not be friends anymore, but I have not forgotten your big day. I just want to tell you happy birthday. You're 16, I wonder if you are going to throw a big party like some people do, yet you are not just those some people, you are a quiet person, never liked much attention. Maybe you will go and take your driving test, I really hope you pass. Then you can go and do all the things you said you wanted to do. Maybe you will pass your GED test at 17 and go and live with your friend in Indiana. Happy Birthday.
July 26, 2019I'm sorry...
August 18th, 2019Today was okay, until around 5 p.m.
Today is the day I lost one of my greatest friends
Not a human friend, a dog friend
He died today, I've had him since I was 3
I'm almost 17 now...
It hurts...
It's never going to be the same...
I love you...
Goodbye...
FavoritismShe's your favorite, I already know. I don't need any hints to figure that one out. I simply asked to spend the night at someones house and you said no because i'm only 17. Yeah, a boys house, my boyfriend's house, who cares!? I'm 17, the legal age of consent in Missouri, so why not?
Then I learn that my sister gets to stay at her boyfried's house tonight against my father's wishes of her not doing so.
I said, how is that fair to me?
"She's 18." "He only said that for last weekend." Were the responses I got.
So, thanks mom.
I've done a lot for you and when I simply ask to spend the night at a person's house, you say no.
She's you favorite, don't lie.
October 6th, 2019I miss you...
December 29th, 2019Is it bad to miss you? Because I do. You were my best friend for so long, it just became a routine to talk to you. We haven't talked in months and it feels like years. Not having someone to explain everything in your head who will understand, who will get it because they know what it feels like. Because they have been there themselves. I realize I was a terrible friend, I hurt you many times and each time you let me back in, with a few more guarded walls around you. I understand, I do. I miss you...
December 29th, 2019 part 2You deserve closure. I agree with you. There were a couple of reasons why i hurt you the way I did. First, I didn't realize what I was doing. I was so consumed in my own self hatred that at that point, I didn't care if you got hurt too. I hate that I hurt you, I hate myself for hurting you that way. Another reason, I told the person the things that I did because at that point, I thought we were all still friends, even though you had made it clear you wanted nothing to do with them. I thought that you were going to forgive them and we would all be a little group again, but no, I was wrong. You were always trying to get through to me but I didn't want to hear what you had to say even though it was all true, I was an awful friend to you then. I loved you, I really did. I still do honestly. You were the only person I really truly trusted and I broke that trust so many times and you still somewhat forgave me. I didn't deserve your forgiveness because Everytime, I was still a bad friend. I understand everything I did and I am so sorry, you didn't deserve any of it, you were a really good friend to me, you cared about my feelings. I miss you.
random writingsHere is just some of the writing that I have done for English assignments. They're not great, but I thought they are worth sharing.
This is what happens when you fall too quickly (fiction):
Oh, love,
How foolish you can be
Do you think that I love you?
You’re as gullible as a dog.
Those are all the things he said to me before I died.
We were a casual couple,
No drama, no hate, just a couple.
Then one day, he changed
It was like the weather, unpredictable and mean
That is what he became anyway
Through I love yous
Through dates
All of it with hate
He hated me
Or at least, that is how it felt to me
At first, he was sweet
Compliments were an every minute occurrence
He loved me.
Then, he changed
I don’t understand what happened
One minute we were fine, the next, no feelings, just hate
Before everything changed he was so sweet
His skin felt like a brand new teddy bear
He was so soft.
He smelled of lavender and juice
You could smell his cologne, it was that strong
He smelled like tropical laundry soap and happiness
He was always happy, you know
He tasted like apple juice and peaches.
Sometimes, I could even taste the cologne he was wearing
His hair, it was so soft
I could run my fingers through it for hours.
At first sight, he was gorgeous
Fluffy hair
Pretty eyes
Everything I had ever wanted
But looks can be deceiving.
After a while, all I could smell was salt
My own tears became overpowering with the scent
It happened so often, why wouldn’t it?
All I could taste was the metal of the blade held against my lips
Buzzing, all I heard for awhile
Buzz
Buzz
Buzz
The jokes, the laughter behind my back, just distant memories
All the beautiful lies he told me
You’re beautiful
You’re mine forever
All just lies
Falling
Falling
I am falling away
What has happened?
I used to be happy
I saw him the other day
His arm was around someone else
I was green with envy
Yet also,
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