Mar 2015
I'm sorry that things have to be this way
That you have to feel this way,
But I will never be sorry for falling in love.
My mind is captured by all of you
And you are the on that my heart sings true.
Never will you be forgotten, only cherished,
Never to perish from all my thoughts and dreams.
I know you are the only one for me,
You are my cup of tea.
So don't you tell me to find "true love"
Because I've already found it,
It's you.
But maybe I'm not your morning dove.
If so,
I forgive you.
Maybe I wasn't enough,
That I was too tough to deal with.
Just remember,
You will haunt my heart forever,
And I will never forget
My one true love.
That you have to feel this way,
But I will never be sorry for falling in love.
My mind is captured by all of you
And you are the on that my heart sings true.
Never will you be forgotten, only cherished,
Never to perish from all my thoughts and dreams.
I know you are the only one for me,
You are my cup of tea.
So don't you tell me to find "true love"
Because I've already found it,
It's you.
But maybe I'm not your morning dove.
If so,
I forgive you.
Maybe I wasn't enough,
That I was too tough to deal with.
Just remember,
You will haunt my heart forever,
And I will never forget
My one true love.
Don't usually rhyme, but I thought it would help me relay the message better for this poem. Its not really an ode, but close enough.
To kiyu, my one and only true love. I'm sorry that I'm not always enough... I hope you will find your one true love, whether it be me or someone else. You deserve better. Je t'aime.
I'm sorry if I hurt you...
I told you I'm an effing mess and will ***** up everything.
Thanks for bearing with me all this time.
Moon Song
By Karen O.
To kiyu, my one and only true love. I'm sorry that I'm not always enough... I hope you will find your one true love, whether it be me or someone else. You deserve better. Je t'aime.
I'm sorry if I hurt you...
I told you I'm an effing mess and will ***** up everything.
Thanks for bearing with me all this time.
Moon Song
By Karen O.
