I met you too late... but i also met you too soon...
I wish i could change the way i acted, maybe we could have gone to the moon,
I hated the distance, but i loved your heart,
Never seeing you broke me apart,
I never thought i could be a jealous girl,
But seeing you with people and not me put me through hell,
I no somedays i was horrible and cruel,
Only now i no i was a fool,
I wanted your love all to myself,
But what i didn't relize it was self..ish
When i gave you my love i never thought you gave enough back,
I remember crying in your room, laying in the black,
I never wanted a diamond or a flashy car,
I just wanted one weekend where we could go far... away... together..
The mornings i sat in your garden while you were asleep,
I would dream about our own place maybe having some sheep!
I no our love was one of a kind, it is what people search for,
But something that day just made me walk out your door.
I've tried to move on and not think about you Chris,
But every night i wish i could have your kiss,
Even tho we didn't work out as lovers,
I still dream about you under my covers,
Chris, I need a day with you soon,
and maybe we could go to the moon....
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem