Why do you have to be so much older?
Why did I cry when you said it was over?
Why did I let it get to this point?
Why?
Were the feelings I have for you real?
It was your smile that made my heart easy to steal
It was the look in your eyes when I said that I missed you
I knew it from the very first time that I kissed you
These words are so simple and elementary
When you said another guy my heart filled with envy
I know deep inside you weren’t mine to keep
So I cherish the times that we laid there asleep
I’ll cherish the first walk we had on the beach
And the late nights we stayed up making music so sweet
I made my heart easy for you to steal
Now I know the feelings I have are real
So wonderful. Nice writing. It's fantastic =) I really enoyed reading this.
Pretty sad though =*( I can tell it came right from your heart!
You asked me what inpired me for the poem "woman of deeds".. Sounds silly but it was my mother.
Often I look around and wonder "how can her life be so easy going" And I see the "wonderfull flowers growing"
But when you look deeper you will see that she's just "watering the seeds with her salty tears" And singing when no one hears.
And I think that is beauty. Not the flowers, but the way she makes them grow.
And when I say "is it a womans duty, to keep the beauty, behind a closed door, for no one to explore?
I don't refer that to flowers. But how she makes them grow. That's the true beauty. And that is often locked behind a closed door.
Anyway, it was a very interesting question =)
Thanks for reading my poem and your sweet commment.