A Boy And A Girl Convo...

Poem By Kasi Navadomskis

Girl: Do you like me?
Boy: no
Girl: Do you want me?
Boy: no
Girl: Would you do anything for me?
Boy: no
Girl: Would you cry if i left?
Boy: no
Girl: Would you live for me?
Boy: no
Girl: Do i ever cross your mind?
Boy: no
Girl: What would you choose...your life or me?
Boy: my life.
The girl runs away with tears running down her face...the boy runs after her and grabs her and says to her....
Boy: I dont like you cuz i love you. I dont want you cuz i need you. I wouldnt do anything for you cuz i would do everything for you. I wouldnt cry if you left cuz i would die if you left. I wouldnt live for you cuz i would die for you. the reason you never cross my mind is cuz your alwayz on my mind. the reason i would choose my life over you is cuz you are my life.

Comments about A Boy And A Girl Convo...

i really like these one at first i was like man hes a but, then turns out he wasnt
wow i love that poem the one i posted up named worry is alot like this poem but mine was about my girlfriend being in the hospital and being 5 months pregnant but not knowing what the problem was
wowwwwww! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! such a sweet poem I luvvvvvvvvve vit +++++++10 anjali (read mine Our Talk -a little similar to yours)
it loks like somthing youd find on myspace butoits realy good i love it
Hi Kasi Navadomskis, Your poem writing stile is extraodinary. u invent a new stile and i agree with u r view.


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