Topic: Looking at her Now. Thinking back Then. | |
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I am clingy. Not by choice. I blame Love. I blame what i don't and cant control. When i was 17, i met her. She turned my world around. I fell for her. I fell so hard that i dropped out of school in the middle of my senior year in order to spend more time with her. With this, I was starting to set a bad example not just for myself to learn later on in life but for her as well. Her father grounded her for two weeks until she broke up with me. She was 14, I just turned 18. I didn't understand why she had to break up with me at the time. Only later i found out it was because of her dad and that her relationship with her father and keeping things in order at home was easier than trying to stay with me in a relationship. Sexually, i was her first. She was my second. Even though she was my first, Love. |
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Edited by
RowBaby
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Sat 08/21/10 12:38 AM
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First love
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The One True love.
As she walked through the sand the waves kept up with her pace It appeared that a light broke through the clouds, and shined upon her face She walked so free without a worry or a care The feeling I felt deep inside of me, was more than I could bear I could sense the calmness in her soul I could see her heart was pure as gold The very thought of her would take my breath away I was left speechless I had nothing to say. For words would have ruined such a beautiful sight This mystery woman whose face glowed from the light The beauty she held, she was not aware I saw all of this from a distance, as I tried not to stare My heart was racing and my soul cried out I wanted her know, I wanted to shout I never felt love like this before As she calmly walked on the sandy shore I never felt such an emotion, it was such a strain It seared through my heart and sent shockwaves through my brain I saw my true love, my soul mate She passed me by, and now it’s too late If only I could have had the courage, If only I would have known I could have been living a dream, instead of writing this poem. Clay |
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wow, like always..
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Thank You for all the replies!
I felt every one of them :) Thank you for the poem Clay much appreciated |
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