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A Love Once Wished For . . .
by Christina Maria Sullvary
A love once wished for never came to be. There were just
too many differences that were just too clear to see. How I longed
for you to hold me in your arms forever. How I awaited your call
and every moment seemed like never. To kiss you was bliss,
this feeling I now miss. The feeling's gone cold, and time
is growing old. I cried at night as I lied in bed, repeating
to myself the things you had said. The words that tore my heart
in two, the words that broke me through and through. Now here I am
writing a poem of you, trying to tell you how much I love you.
And maybe when you read this, you'll know that I'm true and that
maybe you will understand just what I'm going through.
I love you.
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