Our Last Choices.

Poem 8 - Waiting For Forever

Composition Date: Oct. 27th, 2021.

I don't even know you.

What have you done to me?

This is something I thought I'd never do,

But you opened my eyes to help me see.

I don't even know your name.

We live so close, but we barely talk.

You make me burn like a wild flame,

Then all I see in front of me is a block.

Who or what are you talking about?

It's society, I say.

They say things that make me doubt,

I'd think it's wrong, so I'd pray.

You're only a couple years older than me

But we've never said a word.

If I see you, my face lights up with glee,

If I'd talk to you, I can imagine it'd all be slurred.

Your sister refuses to tell me your name,

Here I am, hoping that no one will know.

If she won't tell me, it's such a shame,

I know enough about you... You'll never know, though.

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Well, I finally got the strength today,

I asked you, "What's your name?".

You responded with a, "Hey"

Before telling me your name.

I saw you later that day,

You had a smile on your face.

I watched as you listened to music today,

Making your contagious smile have the same effect on me in place.