| I wanted to write you a letter, But I didn't know what to say. I wanted to make you a picture, But I didn't know what to draw. I want to tell you I love you, But I don't know what to say. I want you to know I think of you Every single day. I wanted to write you a poem, But I didn't know what to rhyme. I wanted to make you a song, But I didn't know what to play. I wanted to tell you I need you, But I didn't think you could be mine. I want you to know that I still do From now for the rest of all time. I wanted to hold your hand 'Cause I was scared that I would sink. I wanted merely to kiss you, But I was scared of what you'd say. I want only to hold you now, But the thought sends me to the brink. The idea of how much I love you Overwhelms me; I've forgetten how to think. |
|||||||||
| I want to live a cliched, storybook life. I want to marry my highschool sweetheart And forever be his precious wife. I want to let the days pass me by. I want to stay lost in this dream And never ever wonder why The world about is so bitter and cold. I want to hide from it, forever Be his, and together grow old. |
|||||||||
| Next | |||||||||
| Poems | |||||||||
| Back to Mon's Page | |||||||||