Tuesday, April 13, 2010

Finally

Staring at the clock;
Tears well up and fall.
Don't know how long I've been waiting;
Don't think I can give it my all
Anymore.

Fingering our one photo;
Breathes build up to sigh.
Don't have the courage to give you up,
But I really don't want to cry
Anymore.

This is my last resort -
Then I swear that I'll move on.
If you still feel the same afterward,
I'll promise to be gone.

This is my one last try,
And I hope that it'll make you see;
Because though I can be gone to you,
You could never leave from me.

1 comment:

  1. your poems always have a little obsessive touch to it at the end :|

    on a brighter note
    these could be the lyrics to a good love song

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