It is you, a stranger
I was dread to come nearer
But it is your eyes I can't resist
Gazing me in a moment, a feeling I can't depict
Every time you passed by me
My heart beats faster in one to three
Staring at you while you walk
And waited till hear the way you talk
It is I, your admirer
I wonder how will we get there
For how long I can withstand
The erosion on this river bank
Dreaming for the nth time
Thinking can you be mine?
Afraid to move, snapped by the truth
I must consider be off on the hook
It is you, a friend
How it happens I can't comprehend
Asking myself if I am still dreaming in doubt
But I can't seem to figure it out
We make ourselves comfortable with each other
Even memories we can treasure forever
Looking at you smiling my heart begins to ponder
Is it possible for you to hear it, I wonder?
It is I, your lover
One day I just realize you are stunner
With that I am now too greedy
I want you for myself, it's my selfish entreaty
It's time to try anything to be with you
Trying to ask do you love me too?
I am afraid to know the answer
Because my heart keeps falling faster
In the corner of my mind
I was told to wait and be patient
I waited long to cross the line
When will the right time comes to make you all mine
I'm starting to be impatient
For I don't have many of them
I had wait a little longer
But this feeling might not linger
I restrain myself from overthinking
I pause to see things for how they truly are
And wait as the time stands still
For in this world patience is my only weapon
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It is I, It is You, It is Us (Poem written about us)
PoetryOur incapability teaches us to be patient and patience is a virtue worth owning.