Young True Love Poem by Chantelle Clark

Somewhere there's someone just like him.
Drifting over the last few weeks pondering why he was chosen.
He found the person who made his life.
He found the one but then it all just fell apart.
Now there is no more of what had been,
Only photographs that keep memories from fading within a world of grey.

Maybe now he wishes to go back in time
Head full of regrets, like I have in mine.
Maybe he thinks of all the things he did wrong,
He wants to go back but the time is gone.

Maybe he feels alone, just like I do
Allowing eachother to be put through that pain.
When we just go through it all over again,

Somewhere there's someone just like her.
Drifting and dreaming of what might come to be.
Somewhere he sits, knowing hes not alone.
Somewhere she sits, knowing they can get past their tears
That shelter all their hidden fears.

They let eachother break their hearts
Now theres nothing left but fading photographs and hurtful memories
That seem to last.

He picks up the phone, he can't take this no more.
As he dials her number hope slowly drifts into sight.
She answers with a shaky 'hello! ? '
He says hes sorry, he vows to her, she accepts and puts all her
Sorrows behind her.
He lets down those walls made of steel, that were protecting his heart,
They were never real.

Somewhere there are people just like them.
Vowing to never let their love be torn apart again.
Now they drift and dream peacefully and together live in great harmony.

Love is the saving grace of all eternity.