| * I am dedicating this poem to my one true pride and joy. My prettyboy! |
| Acceptance |
| Why are you doing this? I did nothing wrong. I followed my heart and my soul. What you think is wrong, I know is love. If you take him from me now, I will be with him later. If you take his life, Then in return I will take mine. I love him, I always have, I always will. If only you could feel it. If you could feel it, Then you would know it's real. No... wait! You're too stubborn! Too stubborn to understand it, too stubborn to believe it, too stubborn to accept it. I know, It's because you think I'm too young. Too young to understand love. Well I'm not. I know what love is, And thanks to him, I know how it feels. You may think we've gone too far, But we both know that it has only just begun. So go ahead break my heart, tear me apart, give me all you've got. Take my soul, No? Don't you see, you already have. We are in love. If you don't accept us now, how will you later? You have no idea what he would give, so that you would accept us, so that you would let us be together. We really do love each other. I'm sorry you can't accept that. I'm sorry you won't even try. I never knew pain could hurt this much. |
| Written By: Marie A. Hilbig |
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| * Also to my parents who I would love to tell this too but afraid they would only hurt me more... rather than "accept it". |