Everything That Is What It Is Poem by Tessa Marsland Pettigrove

You run,
as though I am holding a gun.
Why are you so scared of me?
aren't I good enough for you to see?


I talk to you about everything,
and yet all I ever do is sing.
The skies used to be blue,
and now the skies are grey.
It's all because you,
and all you ever do is play.

I watch people go past me,
I just think is that the way we are going to be?
Everything dwells right in front of us,
it just feels like there is no trust.

It hurts to be alone,
it's just like ice-cream without the cone.
We are slowly growing apart,
which so close to breaking my heart.

Your parents may not like me,
but I am that one who wants to be.
We just aren't the way we used to be,
something inside is just killing me.

I look back to when we were at the start,
and we said we'll never part.
Well look at that compared to now,
and geez I sound like a cow.

You are a massive part of my life,
but yet you still are my knife,
that gets stabbed through my back.
It feels as though I am nothing to you,
but then again where is the love that you lack?

You throw your exes up in my face,
as to say I will never live upto them.
Why can't you just see this isn't a race?
This just starts all sorts of mayhem.

I want to be the one you love,
The one who means so much to you.
The one who has been sent from above
all my love grew for you.

It is still there,
But it hurts when it seems as though you just don't care.
We have been together for so long,
and losing you over this would be wrong.

I want to make things right,
and not start the fight.
All I want is for you to realise how much that you mean to me,
because baby I know what we can be.

We work through things,
even if it is when we are out on lovely evenings.
I will not let you go,
Not until you know......

I Love You.

By Tessa Marsland Pettigrove.1st Of May 2009