My poem diary

I dreamt of you last night

I met you in a crowd,

I was hiding from some guy,

Felt something for you without a doubt,

I Knew I'd have to lie.

I met you on a bus,

We were looking at the city,

We were based on trust,

You told me I was pretty.

We caught up at a band,

I told you how I felt,

It was never planned,

A sour card we had been dealt.

We went together to a beach,

Drank and hugged,

I said a speech,

But you said I'd still be loved.

I heard a knock,

And I opened up my door,

Every weekend watched the clock,

Until you stepped onto my floor.

I'll see you in ten years,

When I wake up next to you,

We'll see fireworks and hear the cheers,

The way I felt, I always knew.