I thought poems were of despair,
When they were actually part of a pair.
All my life has been like crap,
But this time something made it flap.
The first time i met you,
The world frozed,
In an odd way,
That i was chosed.
The first time i talked to you,
I felt in the blue.
I had no idea what to say,
But that's never stop me
From what i need to display.
You never talked much,
But that's alright,
All I ever wanted,
Was you at my side.
I hope you received what you pleased,
So i can be happy and eased.
Now that you are alone,
I wish you good luck,
In all that I have toned. |
