Before there was you, I was not me
I was simply the shell
around what I could be
there were no moments complete
in utter bliss
no arms to long for
no embrace to miss
There were no memories sweet
no silent despair
no experience to live
and wish you were there
I was only a part
of what you've helped me become
a bird without wings
my song unsung
Now complete
no sorrow to speak of
it is you i want to thank
yes you, my love.
Nov 3, 2011
Nov 3, 2011 at 9:33 PM UTC
Before there was you, I was not me
I was simply the shell
around what I could be
there were no moments complete
in utter bliss
no arms to long for
no embrace to miss
There were no memories sweet
no silent despair
no experience to live
and wish you were there
I was only a part
of what you've helped me become
a bird without wings
my song unsung
Now complete
no sorrow to speak of
it is you i want to thank
yes you, my love.
Request permission to use this poem