This is a poem I wrote for my friend. She kept asking me to write so yeah. Here it is.
Hidden behind these walls are the memories we kept in secret. Like are quickened kisses. Our long goodbyes. Or our warm hellos. To our goodnight hugs. The moments we shared. That made it all worth. The I loves you that we showed. Kept in our souls. Till the end of our time. We bring out the worst at our most desperate of hours. Like upon that day when you said goodbye. You said I could hate you. But I have no reason why. I waited for the chance that you said might come. Ill tell you the truth I'll be waiting to that day when I can hold you once again. From a love now renewed. A put a smile on your face when I asked that one question that One December moon. That moment we shared. When you not to. I held your hand. And I whispered only to you. That four worded phrase. That stayed in our hearts. For the nights to come soon. But yet was my dilemma for the actions I did. I cause this frustration between our to hearts. That as you see tore us apart. For I begged and I pleaded. For that one last chance to make things right. But be it as it may I was blinded to the chance that you obviously gave. And failed to achieve a fading loves gain. So now I write this, one poem to you. To the person I called pie. I STILL LOVE YOU!!!!!!! Ã��Ã� Ã��Ã� Ã��Ã�ÂÂ
