Petite Poetry

How many times do I have to say it, before it seems completely true?

Why can't I put my heart into words?

Oh yeah, because I already put it into your hands,

So does that mean I'm off the hook?

I mean, you already have my heart, so shoulden't you know how I'm feeling?

Everyone always told me how it would feel, but they never explained how painful This most joyous of emotions could be,

How could this have happened?

One moment, simple teen, and the next?

Someone else's happiness hangs in the balance.

Do you think our meeting could have been planned out before we were ever created?

What about how we feel, that too?

Could a future together be too much to hope for in this grand plan?

Did I ever tell you how much I truly love you, and care?

What about that small hope I've always held, that we stay together,

Forever.

July 24, 2005