Waiting For You Brings Up Memories (Part 2)
Here's the second part to my Crown of Sonnets.
It was not over - I knew it,
The scene at the movies - I'll omit,
After that - all was bright,
I knew I loved you - you were my light,
But I did not know - if I would fit,
You did not need - me the misfit,
But I was not ready - to give up the fight,
Still I made sure - that was alright,
Because of this - I refuse to quit,
My heart's the treasure - you're the bandit,
You had my life - at first sight,
This is why - it's so hard to write,
I cannot put - this onto paper,
And tell the story - to the reader.
And tell the story - to the reader.
I've tried my best - without censor,
To to tell what's happened - when, and why,
Well, all the things - that truly apply,
Through all my poems - you get a glimmer,
Of all the sweet - that destroyed the bitter,
Even so - I would never deny,
That some of this - made me cry,
But through this - I am stronger,
I can fight - for you longer,
It is not time - to say goodbye,
I will never say it - until I die,
This is for you - this is for me,
This is for what - we were supposed to be.
This is for what - we were supposed to be.
It may seem - a little corny,
I cant stop - thinking about this,
Right after - we shared our first kiss,
You were strong - yet goofy,
Your silly jokes - made me happy,
I knew right then - this was bliss,
It was too good - to just dismiss,
Seeing you daily - texting you nightly,
Made me feel - unusually wonderfully,
It's times like those - that I miss,
So all I do - is sit back and remiss,
They say smile - because it happened,
I will because - our bond's deepened.
I will because - our bond's deepened.
I don't know - for what I'm destined,
All I know is - I'll do what I can,
To follow His - special plan,
I will not cry - because it's ruined,
I will walk through - the doors we opened,
Stretching out - my entire wingspan,
You're more than just - any ol' man,
Against the rocks - on the mainland,
You were thrown - and soon toughened,
A tool of God - a small chessman,
You never hid - you never ran,
It's sad but you know - what you must do,
I sit in my room - waiting for you.
Copyright © Molly Alcorn | Year Posted 2010
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