October 11, 1992
1:49 p.m. 
poetry by Michael F. Nyiri
"The Bad Guy"
I'm shaking like a windblown leaf
Shivering with pain.
Head aching like a searing poker
has been pushed through my brain
"I'm
not the Bad Guy" you scream
And I never believed you were
But if you want to leave
Then I do too.
I
liked my life
I had no regrets
And what regrets I've had in my life with you
I've learned to cover up.
I've learned to cope with you.
Well
maybe I haven't learned enough
As you close the door behind you.
I
can only say I love you
And I never believed you were the
Bad Guy.
I
need your love
It sounds like a cliche
My eyes are dry
But I'm crying.
I'm
very cold
But I'm caring.
Even as you think I don't.
You
need time to think.
I hope you think about me
Not about the petty things -
The things that get on your case
The things that get you upset
But
the important things
Like how I want you with me
together
I
guess you still can't be
With me together.
I guess you still need time to think.
I hope you think about me
I'll never forget you.
No matter what happens
Even
if you're not happy
I've been happy to have you with me.
copyright 1999-2008 by Michael F. Nyiri
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