Please note: If you are browsing from a mobile device, you may need to rotate your screen to view the items over here. >>>


The Time Has Come



THE TIME HAS COME

Every night I wondered

how you felt with me

if I was just a pillow

of if you wanted me to be.

Would we be together

or would you turn away

this was half of my worries

every single day.

I also seemed to wonder

if I could look and you'd be found

or would you disappear

each time I turned around.

I also wondered when

it would be time to leave

I think the time has come

I't hard to believe.

Before my final answer

I need some time alone

to sort out all my problems

and solve them on my own.

I don't think we'll work

I think we're finally through

I know I'll never ever

forget the times with you.


This poem was written by Tracy Hass.

Please do not copy or reproduce this post without permission.


Comments

Write Comment

Note: HTML is not translated!
Captcha

Give Rating