WHEN THE TIME COMES

by emily   Jan 21, 2006


Thinking of the future
we still hold on to the past
not knowing whats gonna happen
wishing everymoment would last
as we go ou seperate ways
we hope that we will be ok
we give eachother a hug and a kiss
until we finally see eachother again one day
and thinking how much we miss one another
we call each other to see how eachother are
because three thousand miles
is pretty damn far

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  • 18 years ago

    by chae

    I liked this poem...it says alot.