Just last night I was with you happy as I ever could be. Never wanting to leave your arms, Always being you and me. The night of passion turned to night of hate after I left from seeing you. You said to me, Call me Sunday now that's something I wish I could do. My dad said I lied, that made me cry, and I didn't stop all night. Banned from the phone, he used a mean tone, and told me that somethings not right. He said I could never see you again, or talk to you for that matter. If I did I would be grounded forever, and that only made me sadder. In addition to you, there were another two whom I can never see again. Except for at school, that is his rule, and I can't wait till I'm with you again.
Reason for writing:
I wrote this poem the night I was with my love. I got in serious trouble
after I came home, and I could never see my love again.
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