1218 Poem by lauren rogers

12.15.07-2: 44am



hey, i miss you.
you, who knows me,
or who i'd like to know me...
of that i'm not sure.
i don't know what happened
but i know it's different now.
at first the change was huge,
earth-shattering to me,
but as i pick up my peices
and hope some fit in with yours,
it's better, almost.
i can sense the subtle differences though,
and for some reason i'm glad.
before i was a fool,
though i think i still am.
i need to not need you,
because i am strong, self-reliable.
i need to see you on the outside, looking in...
because that's all i've ever known.
the truth is i'm not 'me' anymore.
i don't know what's going on,
and against better judgment i try so hard to sort it out...
i miss you now, more than ever,
but i know it's not time yet.
i need to find myself first,
highlight who i am, fit into my skin.
i've known you before, i'm sure of it,
and when the time comes we can meet again
and it will be better, because
this is the one thing i'm certain of.
so goodnight for now,
i'll find you again...
i promise.