Love Poems || FINISHED

never be the one

I'll never be the one for who you smile,

Never be the one who holds your hand night and day,

For whom you always go the extra mile,

If I had a chance I'd do it all over again.

I'll never be the one to wipe your tears away, when you've had a hard day,

Give you comfort and love to spare when times are tough.

If you needed a helping hand I could never be the one to hold it,

I just hope and pray you're happy enough.

When I lay down to sleep at night,

my thoughts go back to you,

and when I lay unconscious on my bed,

its dreams of you in my head.

If only I could hold you for a moment, and tell you how much I care,

If I could hear your beating heart fall in sync with mine,

I could know you were never meant for me, that you're better off and fine.

I know I could never be the one for you...

You're laughing there with her, her shining eyes looking at you with joy,

shes the epidemy of beauty, and all you ever wanted.

Shes loving, sweet and amusing, and I know for sure I could never be enough compared to her,

but its alright as long as you her, for me that's enough.

I know I could never be the one to hold your heart,

and whisper with all of my mind,

I am enough.

I could never be the one.

Since we parted ways I knew, there was no going back for the two of us,

you moved on with the few rushing you along,

while I stayed behind knowing I could never be the one.

A couple years wandered by, before I knew it,

you'd found her, your one.

Her smile brightened the room, and her love brought wonders to everyone,

knowing I'd take a fall, I whispered, "I'll NEVER BE THE ONE".

I watched you fall in love the same day we met,

the anniversary of time forgotten still marked in my calendar.

There came a couple days when I knew I should give it all away,

those days were the days you got hitched and carried her away.

The years flew by and there came 2, no, 3 beautiful kids,

having her eyes and your laughter,

tis heard through the rafters of the barn you built her,

and every time I visit, I remember, she is like no other.

I was never meant to be THE one.

As time flew by the grew hairs settled in, but you grew old gracefully,

like the missus next you, she gave you life, she gave you death, pain and joy,

and every year you know, she was always meant to be the one.

Time took it's toll on your family, your children have their own babes,

and as I stand by your grave in the winter, and I can't help but whisper,

I never was the one." Paying homage to my sister, who stood by your side throughout life,

through the good days, the bad days and the blessings, she always was THE ONE.

Been meaning to post this one for a while, but just never felt like it was the right time.