Stephanie

I know not of this feeling, that dwells inside my breast This bittersweet sensation that will not let me rest. It started with a smile you threw one day when you passed by And lingers long beyond that time, and I'm not sure why I know a lot of girls but never have I felt like this Never have I fantasized about a single kiss Of course I know it cannot be, we live two different lives Yours where wishes always grow, while mine fight to survive The paths we walk are not the same, destined not to meet The dreams I carry in my heart will never be complete I'm sure that I'll get over you, forget what could have been And wonder what it would be like, to be sixteen again
Copyright © | Year Posted 2012

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Brown Avatar
April 19, 2012 at 7:32 AM
The sun is shining bright here this morning in Ohio and I am enjoying reading some very interesting and excellent writing. So happy to see yours among the ones I am able to read this fine day before I get busy. Have a wonderful day and thank you so much for sharing your poetry with us Bob. Love, Carol
Quigley Avatar
April 20, 2012 at 9:01 PM
Thank you Carol
Kendrick Avatar
April 18, 2012 at 3:06 PM
Great topic chosen..Wondering what it would have been like if those lives could have intertwined and also wondering what it would be like to be sixteen again..Sara
Quigley Avatar
April 18, 2012 at 8:55 PM
I guess I'll never know.
Richards Avatar
April 18, 2012 at 2:29 PM
Nothing is more tender than those first feelings of love, unforgettable and beautiful, and sad, all in a memory that lasts a lifetime. Beautiful poem, Bob!
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April 18, 2012 at 8:56 PM
Thank you Carrie.
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