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Rated: E · Poetry · Personal · #1005511
A poem, sort of, about my first love I never got over. I am not a poet as you can tell.
From the moment I first laid eyes on you
I knew that you and I were destined to be
more than friends; something real, something true.
But to my dismay I didn't know how to make you see.

As time passed us by, my love for you grew
Too shy to tell you how I really felt
I would watch you court many guys I knew
Each night I prayed to GOD, to him I knelt

O God if you can make the sun and hang a star
You can make this girl love me
I am to shy to let her know I'd follow her no matter how far
I beg you God, please!please! Please!

Her long black hair, and beautiful brown eyes
would trap my soul into her snare
Why am I a fool , a fool that never tries
to tell her how much I really care.

Years pass away the days come and go
We live our life and go our own way
Oh how I wish I could find you and know
that you are having a good life and doing ok

I begin to search for you, slowly at first
but the more I think what might could be
Now that I have overcome the shyness, my curse
Maybe now I could make you to see

That I would still give me life for you
even afer all these years
That I was such a crazy fool
and have overcome my fears

But the day came to tell you my hope and dreams
I found you and then had the chance
but I made a fool out of myself it seems
and I never lived the great romance.

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