This feeling is so hard to explain,
Its greater then the fiercest flame.
Your different, you seem to stick out,
not in a bad way, thats not hard to figure out.
I can't last a day without a single thought of you,
and I become very sad, if I hadnt seen you in awhile,
believe me it's true.
Come to think of it, I miss you right now,
and I'm hopeing that one day in the future,
our paths will meet again somehow.
But then maybe we weren't ment to be,
because you deserve an awful lot more than just me.
I sure do wish to be more than just a friend,
all these thoughts about you seem to never end.
Maybe it's love, I think it could be,
Who would've thought that love, one day, would've stucken me?
And I could write a million poems
for you and never be done,
It most likely will irritate you by the time I reach One Hundred and One.
ITS A SWEET POEM. YES WE ALL WONDER AT TIMES WHETHER WE HAVE FOUND TRUE LOVE. NICELY COMPOSED.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
ITS A SWEET POEM. YES WE ALL WONDER AT TIMES WHETHER WE HAVE FOUND TRUE LOVE. NICELY COMPOSED.