Monday, June 27, 2011
Hopeless Romantic
I think of the possibilities of what could be,
of a love I know is out there for me.,
or will I be by myself, with all the thoughts I have left.
sitting and dream of your face,
the look in your eyes,
the smell of your cologne,
I imagine the scent of you and sigh.
The walks in the park and the games we would play.
or all the sweet words I can hear you say.
hopelessly romantic and so I wait.
but when you finally get here,
my heart,
is yours to take.
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I love this poem. I truly can say I understand this poem. At moments I want to call and sure my feelings to that special someone but don't know how. She knows how I feel but no matter what I hope to always remain friends because I do care for her with no regrets.
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