It is Saturday 9th July,
She, being the strong willed one
Picked him up and said hi
Let's go for a walk, it'll be fun
She drove around for a while
Untill they found a perfect place
An ancient woodland that made her smile
And turned to the man that made her heart race
They walked along the windy path
Laughing and joking as they often did
Finally he turns to her and makes a solemn oath
That one day she would be the mother to his kid
She often did that, deny those strong feeling she held for him
Because somehow it doesn't feel right,
But that was the day she indulged her every whim
And told him he nicest and the greatest
The was the day they admitted how they felt for one another
When he got on one knee to propose
When they knew together one day they would be mother and father
This was the love she felt from her heart, to her stomach, her weak knees and her toes
That's the thing about a love like this,
It creeps into your heart so slowly but surely
Before you'd even think about that first kiss
You'll notice how his man was full of chivalry
This is the man that would treat you with kindness and love
Who would lay awake and watch you sleep
Who's lips would fit yours like a well made glove
Who would only bring you sadness if he left this world, that would make you weep
I miss this man from the bottom of my heart
I often lay away and ponder about all the moments that could've been
Why my chest is empty with a beat that will no longer start
Unable to fall asleep has become my regular routine
My heart aches so so much, I can't even relay this into words
I cry a river inside my soul
But a single tear has not escaped
Unlike the caged birds
Of whom this was their only goal
It was the 7th of July when I missed this meeting
And again I missed it once more
For our moments in this world were brief and fleeting
But our love story will every book store
Khalil Gibran said it best ' love not knows it's death till it's hour of seperation'
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