And there she goes again
Hoping that this time it won't end
A lot of things going on through her mind
Wishing this will turn out more than fine
Like a little girl who's wearing her favorite dress
With him, she always feels at her best
Could this be what she's been waiting for?
Someone who'd care for her and so much more
This poem is not mine but is dedicated solely for me. I am blessed to have her in my life.
here I am hurting
my self again.
It has been a year.
Instead of forgetting you,
I've spent my time waiting for the day
you'll change your mind.
People asked me if
I've already moved on, and I knew
I've moved backwards.
Back to the time we were together.
I still miss you.
I still long for your kisses.
I still dream of Saturday afternoons.
I still wish for Sunday mornings,
of evening meals together,
of motorcycle rides to the countryside.
**I am still here.
My poetry is my witness.
I still love you.
I am the monster
I refuse to see. In you,
I am the monster.
Light flashes across
the night sky. Even the moon
hides behind the clouds.
I saw you
after a long while and
just like before, my heart skipped;
all the noise became a murmur,
I ate my words, gobbled up my phrases,
and I can't finish anythi