The Boy's Question

The Boy's Question

A Poem by AnonymousOne
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One more chance to try one last time

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The boy's question...

Monday, October 14, 2013

9:46 PM

Don’t we ever have a chance

To stare at each others face and glance?

Don't we ever had a chance

To say the feelings that is left unsaid and undone?

 

Days, months and years passed us by

Still I feel the guilt and I cry.

For I know that you wouldn't walk away

If I just do something to make you stay.

 

My heart is filled with loneliness

How can I beg your forgiveness?

You might not  still be my friend

But I can't let this feeling end.

 

Still I believe someday it's you

Someday I'll know the right thing to do.

For in my heart it will always be you

My now and forever, the old and the new.

 

My heart is still broken

There are words that is left unspoken

I just wish I could change the past

And make our love last.

 

It would be selfish if I'll let you love me

For I myself cannot be free

From the chains that I've made

To make you suffer from this pain.

 

If I would just keep on fighting

Is there a chance for a happy ending?

How can I love you no more

If it's your name my hearts beating for?

 

Don’t we ever had a chance

To make things clear and forgive this man?

Don't we ever had a chance

To just forget the past and make a new one?

© 2013 AnonymousOne


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AnonymousOne
ignore grammar problems, i'm not that good in english :)

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Nice work here. I am excited to see the girl's answer! ;)

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Added on December 30, 2013
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I was born on the day when the national hero of the Philippines was baptized. I usually don't sleep at night but I sleep the whole day. People call me weird. I am open for criticism. I am no body. more..

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