Author's Note: I wrote this, realizing signs that I missed of someone who cared and loved me, but I never knew until now. In this I wished someday he would let me into his heart once again and let me mend the pain I gave him and apologize for never knowing what he felt and never seeing what I really felt for him which was love the entire time.
You keep fire in your eyes
just when I see you at the right time.
You tell me all the stars in the sky
in this bright night.
As the moon glows at our faces,
our fates just trace a future together.
It's something beautiful
I look for a deeper sign,
taking ourselves to a deeper light.
I can learn the love to define,
just when our hands clasped.
As the sunset stills
and I can believe that this is all real.
It's something beautiful.
We hold a candle inside,
it burns strong giving off light,
the life of what we share
and what's impossible
the love burns bright.
It's something beautiful.
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Author's Note: This poem was dated back 3/24/07 apparently the same day of my cousin's wedding. It's a narrative poem I wrote. The sun goes down and darkness falls As dawn approaches I'm a misfit It's been five years You brought me here What defines a hopeless romantic? The Perfect Match |
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