Jan 17, 2002 15:47
I wasn't supposed to fall for you
Why did it take so long?
Sometimes I spend half my days
wishing these feelings gone
It's not that my love has flown
or that your kisses move me less
There's just so much fear inside my head
and scrambling in my chest
Each day with you seems better
than the ones before
So I have to ask the question
Just how many days more?
Should I count the passing hours
Knowing each might be the last
That like the springtime flowers
All shall wilt and pass
Still, I can't regret your kisses
and I can't give you up quite yet
And though it sounds quite cheesy
I feel blessed that we ever met.
poetry