Poets are those who love,--who feel great truths, And tell them.

April 8, 2007

Us

by Kelsey

Tears flowing. Pain soaring.
Heart broken. Looks alluring.
Why did this happen? Why did he leave?
When it was all over, her dreams were achieved.
She had him wrapped around her little finger,
With laughter that lasts and looks that linger.
Three months together, I thought we would last.
Now all my dreams and hopes are in the past.
I’ll love him always, even though it’s not returned.
The looks that he gives her are the ones that I yearn.
Someday I’ll move on and learn to live;
Maybe...to another guy my love I will give.
Loving him changed me, he’ll be in my heart,
Whether we are far together or far apart.

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