Dec 15, 2002 19:22
When I saw you...
I was afraid to talk to you..
When I talked to you...
I was afraid to hold you..
When I hold you...
I was afraid to love you..
Now that I love you...
I am afraid to lose you..
Sometimes love hurts...
If it doesn't hurt..
Then its not love...
Hold on to the person that you love ..
Before they slip away...
Or else you can never get them back..
And I died when you left...
But I lived for the 2 months that you loved me..
Until there was you...
I cried my self to sleep..
While I had you...
I fell alseep with a gentle smile on my face..
Before I lost you...
I worried my self to sleep..
Now that I know that you are gone...
I sit up at night waiting on you to come back..
This poem decribes how I feel about that great guy that I once had and now he is gone I most likely i will not get another chance with him.. If I do that will be GREAT but if I dont get that chance with him it wasnt meant to be
~Lubable~