Thank You.
I have never been this keen.
The river flows just like time.
How long has it been,
Since you helds hands with mine?
I wanted to see you,
For there was something I must do.
But you said you were unavailable.
And that just turned the table.
All of them called me.
I couldn't believe you're now free.
Because you died.
Yet you tried.
I now stood before your grave,
Disappointed at the brave look I gave.
And I hated myself for it.
People will start calling me a nimwit.
Then I realized you would be mad,
For me having these thoughts.
My inner conscience fought,
But I smiled and felt glad.
There was something I've been meaning to say...
And now, no one stands in the way...
I hope these words are sweet as tart...
Because it came right from my heart...
"I love you too...
So thank you..."
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A/N: YEESSS!! I finally made it into a rhyming poem~ Thanks to my best friend out there!! *waves hand* Hope you liked this one.... My "sentimental-side" took over me while I was writing this~ Meh... It's fine...//slapped.
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Poems That Doesn't Look Like Poems
PoetryWell.... this will be the collection of my..... Poems written at my notebook... So do expect something positive, negative, or even sentimental... and a free-verse poem... but meh.. it's life...
