You and I had met yesterday,
When I had come in your way.
My sight completely set on you,
For your attraction was stronger than any other glue.
But you didn't care,
For you were busy in a bigger affair.
And then, you weren't there anymore,
When I had finally stopped to adore.
My heart kept saying the same thing,
It went on like a drugged sting--
"You and I are... Meant to be..."
"You and I are... Yet to be..." I whispered and watched you walk away.
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Yet To Be
PoetryPoetry - #43 - 14.5.16 What if you're life turned out to change, By that just one person who appeared all of a sudden. What if she meant the whole world to you, Before you even heard her voice. What if the love was one-sided, Not even a notice. What...
