When I look into his eyes, I see a passion
That seems to be for me...But it belongs to someone else
When he touches me, I can feel all the love he has...But it does not belong to me.
And when he speaks, I can hear all of the joy in his voice...But that too belongs to someone else.
Now why is it that all of his love and passion,
Belong to someone esle?
Someone who doesn't respect him,
Someone that doesn't treat him right,
Someone that could never love him in the way he deserves to be loved.
I stepped back as he made his choice to be with another.
I let go so that he could love whom he wanted,
And just be happily in love.
I act as if I've got it all together,
That it doesn't hurt me that he's with another,
But the thing he doesn't know is that everytime I see them together,
I have to told back my tears.
But I don't let the tears fall from my weakened eyes,
For if would only show that I've lost all of my pride.
Now these tears not only resembel sadness,
But a happiness that I could have had.
And this other, she takes his love for granite,
Like he'll always be there,
No matter what she may do to him.
But if he was mine,
I'd cherish every moment we spent together.
As though the world was to end the very next day.
And I wouldn't ask him of anything,
Only that he'd love and respect me,
The way that I'd love and respect him.
One day I'll look deep into his eyes,
And I'll see all of his passion...
And it will belong to me.
And he'll touck me,
And I'll feel all the love he has...
And that too will belong to me.
And I'll hear the joy in his voice as he speacks to me...
And it will all belong to me.
But until that day comes
All of his love and passion,
Will belong to...
Someone Else
This is a poem about a guy I like and my best friend. Please comment
