A poet I am not, at least not a talented one! However I was laying in bed thinking of him, smiling like an idiot and decided I wanted to try. Let me know how I did?
"<3"
It sweeps over me
Like a ocean tide it pulls me never ceasingly
Into my heart this feeling seeps
I am stunned for a moment
As the emotion overwhelms me
This warmth, so potent
Yet for once it is light
It floods my senses
Chasing away the darkness
I love him, I love him
More than any before
Days I doubt I could love any more
I think of him and my lips smile
My eyes light up and my cheeks flush
This happiness makes all my sorrow eclipse
I am afraid to even say it
Afraid if I do it will vanish like a dream
When I open my eyes, his face with fade
Yet somehow I know he won't
Somehow I know he is mine
That this love can only grow
So often I chased others love
Fighting to feel it back
But I know then it was misplaced
For he loves me back, as much as I do him
I try to deny it, for it seems so unreal
But he has a knack, for making me hope, see
So I smile, I hold my pillow
I close my eyes and see his face
And know he will still love me tomorrow
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Blah! I am so embarrassed, I am almost afraid he will log on here and be embarrassed for me! Maybe its the lateness of the night, or my love drunkenness but I don't care!! :
"<3"
It sweeps over me
Like a ocean tide it pulls me never ceasingly
Into my heart this feeling seeps
I am stunned for a moment
As the emotion overwhelms me
This warmth, so potent
Yet for once it is light
It floods my senses
Chasing away the darkness
I love him, I love him
More than any before
Days I doubt I could love any more
I think of him and my lips smile
My eyes light up and my cheeks flush
This happiness makes all my sorrow eclipse
I am afraid to even say it
Afraid if I do it will vanish like a dream
When I open my eyes, his face with fade
Yet somehow I know he won't
Somehow I know he is mine
That this love can only grow
So often I chased others love
Fighting to feel it back
But I know then it was misplaced
For he loves me back, as much as I do him
I try to deny it, for it seems so unreal
But he has a knack, for making me hope, see
So I smile, I hold my pillow
I close my eyes and see his face
And know he will still love me tomorrow
------
Blah! I am so embarrassed, I am almost afraid he will log on here and be embarrassed for me! Maybe its the lateness of the night, or my love drunkenness but I don't care!! :
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