An Essence Of Some Sort Of Romance

I watched you taking off,
and it wasn't much of a surprise,
considering how often good things come to an end,
and then the next day start right back up again.
I couldn't help but scoff,
and smirk, and close my eyes.
Telling myself "It's alright my friend,
and this will be a forever type of trend.

I watched the world spinning,
and how I never got off the ground.
I'm not totally sure if this is because of my connection to you,
or maybe we can't fly unless we combine to one from two.
I just could never stop singing,
because I could never make a sound.
Now I know that nightmares were never true,
and nothing is going to tear you, and I through.

I watched the minutes turn to hours,
then the hours turn to moments,
I can never really get over saying goodbye,
because I know that we deserve eachother, you, and I.
Now I hold my head tall, and in my hands I keep flowers,
to hand to you an essence of some sort of romance.
I know that we have these passions deep inside,
and together, as eachother, hold the other within our eyes,
and I promise, I would never wear any sort of disquise,
and i'm sure that you know now i'm not just another guy,
and i'm in love with you, and that will never die,
so let's just sit together, held tightly, you, and I.

Reviews

[Miss Prince]

Oh how cute. Very sweet. I like the title a lot. And I like the idea of how you make this decision during the poem that this good thing isn't coming to an end like the others did before. Very well written.