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Every day feels like an eternity, and yet it passes quick.
Every day feels like a lifetime, as my love grows evermore sick.
I hold my hopes high expecting the day, that you will return and say.
I hold my heart heavy as rock, regretting the day you went away.
So many days I questioned my love, all those days with you on my mind.
So many tears for when I gave you up, I hope my heart you will find.
Such wonderful memories I have cherished, of our long time passed.
Such wonderful heart break bittersweet loss, I should have made our love last.
Too late in the day now, to consider that I have given you up.
Too late to late to admit to your heart, that my feelings for you did not stop.
And here I am now, I eagerly await the answer you might give.
And here you do tell me, what future may hold and what life we might live.
Copyright © Martyn Austin | Year Posted 2017
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