Written for a title contest
I'm ready to be committed to you...

How can you look at yourself in the mirror?
Are you actually proud of the way you appear...

My nerves are a mess to go through with my plan
My hearts rushing, I have shaking hands...

I've come to the conclusion I want to be your...
But until anything happens, my heart is beating...

As mom sends me off to school
She smiles and waves goodbye...

Its cold and a bit snowy outside
I stand in my trench coat and hat...

Come sit next to me sweet heart
As the fireplaces flames rise higher...

Sweet best friend, I write to you
With a smile on my face and tear in my eye...

Leaning against the edge of my bed
My blanket grows bigger as more tears fall...

I'm not going to sugar coat anything
Theres no way to start this poem right...

Twenty years from now, when I'm older and grown
I want to be married and have a possession of a...

Ever have a day,
Where things didn't go right...