*~The First Embrace~*
Hand touchs hand,
*~The Final Goodbye~*
At first I though you would come back every once in a while.
*~The Farewell Letter~*
~~Dedicated to someone who I love very much and will probably never get
a chance to read this poem.
Farewell thee, until we meet again.
*~For you~*
Here I sit,
*~Life...~*
Life is dark.
*~The Dream of Love~*
Love is like a dream yet it is reality. *~A Falcons Flight~*
Quick and strong the falcon flys,
*~Maybe~*
I knew this boy who was considered a geek.
*~We Did Say Maybe~*
We said Maybe Next year but I had to move.
*~Did I Say Maybe or Did We Say Maybe??~*
I told you when I left maybe someday...
*~You~*
I met you today. *~Feeling Excepted~*
Sitting here waiting, watching,
wanting.
Note~ I know that I spelled Accepted has Excepted in this poem and I know that is incorrect grammer but I wrote it that way to make a poetical point. I am not an illiterate person.
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two people
whose souls are meant to be
meeting for the first time.
Their long journey finally over.
The two lean in
gently embracing,
wanting to feel loved.
Lips meet
so soft and sweet,
holding each other in a moment
never to end.
Then I realized it was over.
I had lost you.
You are gone forever.
If I ever speak to you again it will be in heaven or hell,
If either one exsist.
Perhaps another life will bring us together.
I will miss you deeply for I love you.
I have always loved you.
I can only hope that you won't forget me.
Goodbye...
For real this time.
Eyes closed,
head in hands,
I will sit and wait.
Tears silently streaming,
blocking out every sound.
Hoping,
wanting,
waiting,
Needing care and love...
so farewell thee,
I hope u have a good life.
I hope our pathes cross again.
Maybe in heaven,
maybe in hell.
Maybe in another life,
maybe we are meant to be apart and maybe we are meant to be together.
I shouldn't fret for in my head I know the truth.
You and I...we are two of a kind.
Together we can make it.
So even though you say farewell thee today,
tomorrow it will be hello thee...
we meet again and I still love thee.
So farewell thee...in time I will await your coming,
until then may love be carried with you always.
Here I wonder.
What will Happen next?
He is gone.
I am no longer strong.
I looked forward to seeing him everyday.
Now I have nothing to look forward to.
I am scared.
I am worried.
I want him to be all right.
I want to be all right.
Here I sit,
Here I wonder.
Life is nothing but a trick.
Life is nothing but a scam.
It was great once,
Then it got torn.
When it was getting better,
He came into my life.
He showed me I was more.
He showed me I was everything I ever wanted to be.
Then he told me he was leaving.
He said he would try to keep in touch,
Try was not enough.
I couldn't hold onto that.
He never said goodbye.
We said Goodnight and when I came the next day...
He was gone.
In his place was a void,
A dark place that scared me.
I cried.
Here I sit,
Here I wonder.
What will be?
What has been?
Was it wrong?
Was it right?
Am I too late to say I love you?
Am I too late to say I care?
If he doesnt keep in touch
he will always hold a place in my heart,
A special place,
A place dear to me.
Here I sit,
Here I wonder.
It lost its passion years ago.
Leaving me alone.
Leaving me cold and scared.
Im numb now.
I no longer worry for days lost.
I never look to the future.
I take each day as it comes.
Thinking it might be my last.
and that would be okay.
Im not afriad of death.
If there is one thing to fear,
it is not death,
but life without truly living...
It makes you smile when you are sad.
Some believe it is a date with destiny,
Some believe it doesn't exsist.
When you have experienced it you will know.
It washes over you like the cool water
of the beach on a warm summer day.
When it is gone you feel the pain.
It stings like a cut you earned with guilt.
Cherish it while you have it,
for it won't last an eternity.
Love is like a dream yet it is reality.
Slow at first, it gains its speed.
Over treetops, through the clouds,
He flies with might and grace.
Proud and scared for his first flight,
Until he realizes the magic gift he has recieved.
Then he is shot down by a gust of wind.
When he lands in the trees he is weak and alone.
Suddenly he regains hope and is nursed to health.
Once again, Quick and Strong the falcon flys.
I looked past that and found a heart.
We became friends and I liked him.
Almost everyone said we were perfect for each other.
One day I asked him out,
A surprise to him and one to me when he said Yes.
Unfortunatly We didn't last.
He wasn't ready and I was.
We stayed friends but we weren't close anymore.
All we said was Maybe next year...Maybe...
I took you on one last date and longed to hold you in my arms.
It didn't happen.
You seemed sad or far off.
Will you miss me as much as I will miss you?
I love you.
Its deeper then I thought.
I can't leave you, I want to stay.
I'll cry myself to sleep everynight...
just to come back to you,
embrace you in my arms
and kiss you one last time.
I'm scared and I wish you would be there at the very last moment.
Goodbye My Love
I'm Sorry If I hurt you...
I wish it could have been more.
Maybe someday...
Now that I'm gone I hear you are different.
They say you are more outgoing.
They say you have more friends.
Did you change because I left?
Was I holding you back or
did I make you realize you were more?
Are you going to write?
Will we meet again?
Do you believe in soul mates?
Are we soul mates?
Maybe...
Maybe we both said maybe.
I really met you.
I have known you for a while.
You wandered the halls of our school.
You hung with a different group.
Then one day you said hello and invited me to join.
I met you today.
I really met you.
You cared when no one else did.
You were kind when everyone else was mean and harsh.
Yes, I truly met you today.
I really met you.
Feeling the deep need to be excepted.
Not wanting to change,
yet wanting so much to feel welcome.
No longer an outcast in this world of thieves,
wondering what its like to be loved and excepted.
Becoming more nervous with every moment that I wait,
feeling my stomach tie into knots.
Doing flips has if i were on a rollar coaster
knowing that when the door bell rings I will jump,
nervous and almost frightened,
although i won't know why.
Sitting here waiting,
watching,
wanting,
feeling the deep need to be excepted.
