I miss you
And all those little crazy thinks you'd do
You were my best friend
And I don't want it to end
But you did something
You hurt me
You betrayed me
I know I'm not one to talk...
But I'm going to tell the things I miss...
You always trying to fix that damned dirtbike
Your hugs, your scent, your eyes,
I miss you just being here
Today Joy said she thought we were meant to be
And I just stared at her
These are the words I never get to tell you
You took advantage of my heart
and made me just another game
and now it hurts so much
because I remember when we were on the bed
and you brushed my hair behind my ear
and whispered "you believe people too easily"
and I started crying because I trusted you
and I wouldn't talk to you so you bit my lip very hard
and it just made me cry more
I just wonder why you betrayed me
and then broke in my house at 3am
when I had just got out of the shower
I still remember waking up that one time
To find you watching me sleep
I was asleep in my darkened room on my bunkbed
and there you were, staring at me...
Sitting in that chair...
That was a year or so ago...
But I remember it...
I remember when you let me watch Inuyasha with you in your bed
And when you brought me orange juice and mountain dew
And you always watch me sleep...
I don't understand it...
Is something different when I sleep?
I still have your sweatpants...
And your hat...and your shirts...
And that picture of you and Kayley is still stapled in my Diary...
And I still know everything about you...
You stutter, you plan conversations and your responses before you call,
you think I look flattering in that red dress, you love music,
you wish your bedroom was you garage, our first dance was in your garage,
the first time we skated together was to Apologize by One Republic,
our fingers still fit together perfectly, you say stupid things,
you can't resist listening to me when I beg you not to go,
and you threaten to carry me if I won't get up,
and I remember the walks at midnight,
and just staring at you,
and how you would chase me when I stole your shirts,
And how you fell in the grass, and how you tackled me,
you don't understand how much it hurt me
when you held that knife to my throat
and.....I don't like talking about it......
But you hurt me....
You bit my neck and left bruises, not hickeys, bruises
I remember you asking me how it felt to be betrayed
to feel paranoid and scared like you did 24/7
to not feel trust toward you anymore
and I remember when you tried to stab me
and I felt bad when I kicked you in the chest and hit you
but I was trying to defend myself...
And when you took a video of me crying in only my shirt...
I was so scared... I could barely see... you had took my glasses off...
I remember when I was 12 you used to tell me that you couldn't give me a honest opinion on my looks because I was kayley's friend and it's be weird...
I remember when you got out of lock up... you had wrote me everyday...
and I never responded... but you kept writing...
You drew those pictures... I still have them...
And the park's slide still says Alex <3 Beth, you wrote it
and "Chad is a fag" when you got mad at me for dating chad
You wrote "Beth is Lesbo" on the bridge's support,
and on that street sign... it washed away now...
Do you remember our walks on the railroad tracks?
Do you remember carrying me piggyback to church
or to your mom's car...?
Do you remember the small things like I do?
Do you even remember my middle name?
Can you still crack that stupid smile that broke hearts...?
That made me laugh...?
Can you still behave yourself...?
Do you miss your swords?
I remember when we stared at the stars in the feild that night...
All those nights...
And I remember how I was crying
so you rolled ontop of me and started tickling me...
And then you got serious...
And kissed me...
I remember our first kiss...
You were trying to ride the dirtbike up your hill...
The hill was nearly straight up with a barely slope...
Your bike fell down when you tried to get up...
And then I went to kiss your cheek for good luck...
and you turned your head... and we kissed...
And then you made it up the hill and called me a good luck charm...
And I remember right after my Granny died... That same night...
I was at your house and we just ate dinner
and were going to watch movies..
You pulled a move
by putting your arm around me when I fell asleep
and becca pushed me so I was leaning on you...
And kayley woke me up by yelling...
and then your mom asked me how to do pop,lock, and drop it...
and somehow you ended up watching me...
and you walked me home..and it had rained and was muddy...and I started sliding and you grabbed me
and kept your arm around my waist the entire walk home...
And Kayley and Becca had called us "lovebirds"
I remember when we got drunk...
You gave Polly a bunch of hickeys
and then I woke up and you had given me one....on my right breast...
And I remember getting yelled at for it...
and Polly had a bunch of them all around her neck...
Because you were her boyfriend..
And I remember her not kissing you and then breaking up with you...
And she told me why...
I can't believe the stupid shit you tried to pull when I passed out...
I'm glad Becca was sober...
Or we'd have never made it home before midnight...
Remember how we went swimming?
In my backyard every night...
I remember... Truth or dare... Secrets revealed... hilarious dares...
I feel like I shouldn't miss you...
But I do miss you Alex...
I know your full name...
Charles Alexander Davis...But you only went by Alex...
I miss you Alex...

"...the poem is good..." said the goblin

That is a wonderful poem Bethany but he is messed up.....It sounded like true love for awhile til....It....happened...Bethany I love you to death and I do not harm to come your way...Please do not socialize withhim....for me?...I don't want you to get hurt like that again....

I know Makayla... Someone told me Alex isn't "all there" if you know what I mean... When he was interviewed he wasn't... completely sane? I don't know how to word it... Now I have to write a poem for reading class... And I have 3 people I need to choose from that I want to write about... I just can't decide...

Who are the peoples?

Dear, it seems like your friend has some major issues that he needs to deal with.