My Plan To Stop My Heartache Poem by Rebecca Stansfield

And ocean blue eyes stare into me,
Of me a girl who is unkindly sure,
Ocean blue eyes of a past at sea,
That stare deep, into me.
Where the ocean washes all his past apart,
Dropping status to my growng heart.

How his eyes in which the past he see's,
Which is why I'm happy today,
And whre we can get on and slightly tease,
So he can wish the past away.

And all his bad memories disappear,
And thank you so do mine,
More memories, of smile and that of tear,
From a girl who is one hundred percent sure.