This lonely autumn morning
This love I'm mourning
A shooting star far across the sky
A wish that I'm sure will never come true
Like a lie
That I know will only cause bad news
Love right before my eyes
Yet I choose to refuse
Juliet I thought I would be
But with no Romeo will the story be complete?
Tell me right in before my very face
that this will not be my destined fate
The ground I chose to plant this rose
Will it freeze over and never allow my poor flower grow?
A love I had to cherish but with this pain it must perish.
Would anybody hear my cry to save my heart before it dies?
This story you are reading now
Is the biography of a certain girl who gave her heart to save a love she knew would eventually turn sour
YOU ARE READING
Savoir Vivre *know how to live*
PoetrySince the beginning I've never been the talking type. Never felt there was a need to. Poems helped me really sort out my thoughts and speak my mind through the voice of a poet in a way. These poems express some of the emotions I've never been able t...
