Tuesday, March 4, 2014

Untitled Poem - 4th March 2014

Her eyes are lit with desire upon first glace
And i wish i had had the chance for her romance
But she said things are complicated so I pry
If she said i never loved you i would die
Upon entering the cafe room i appear
And she looks so glad I am here
I wonder if she knows i would die
For a chance to prove my Love to her
I need a second chance at life in this
I regret my past doings of misfortune
I now see that things could be as is
But I would rather dream that we can
Be the best thing that happened to all
Without regret I must I Love Her.