Your hand in mine.
The tale of love.
It's as old as time.
But this isn't just any story.
It's yours and mine.
I watched you quietly from afar.
I wondered and pondered who you were.
I saw you often watching me, watch you.
Far to shy to pursue you or even say hello.
Then one day you came to me.
Oh how you gave me butterflies.
How romantically you gazed into my eyes.
Your smile seemed to alight your face.
Eyes dancing merrily with mischief you longed to say.
Oh how you made my heart race.
You became a ray of sunshine in my darkened haze.
You faded the pain people had caused in days from my past.
Yet still i kept you at a distance.
Convincing myself good things never last.
We talked about everything childhood to present day.
It seemed the more i learned about you it was harder to stay away.
Those moments of silence, you hand always in mine.
Times you comforted me when i cried.
My head nestled on your chest.
Arms and legs entwined.
You whispered your my love and i told you, you shall forever be mine.
Words whispered about forever don't guarantee you have time.
I sit and speak to you about my day.
Oh how i wish you weren't so far away.
I close my eyes and i can feel your hand grasp mine.
Hear your whispers carried softly in the wind to my ear.
I wipe away the tears and place a kiss on a single white rose.
It's stark contrast against your grave.
I can hear you whisper "I'm always with you."
I'll be waiting tell once again you can take my hand.
The day when i can see you smile at me.
The day we can continue love's everlasting tale of you and I.
Joined together once again.
In the afterlife.
I softly say I love you, but I'll never say goodbye.
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BẠN ĐANG ĐỌC
Self Made Poetry 2
Thơ CaMy self written poetry, of different varieties. All writing is original, artwork is not mine.
