Isn't it romantic?

Isn't it romantic?

A Poem by Sarah McKeever Hitt

Isn't it funny how far I have come.

If you would have told me the details

I would try to prove you wrong.

I know that I said I wanted to be with you

I wasn't prepared for what that would entail.

I was naive full of insane aparitions.

The wedding would be lovely and lavish.

Our nights would be passionate and never ending.

Our children would go to the finest schools.

We would die hand in hand.

Years went by and I never waivered in my plight.

I deserve a nobel prize for all the faith I put in you.

The moment of truth came upon me as I went in for the attack.

To tell the truth, I wasn't suprised when you didn't fight back.

You gave me what you thought I wanted from the likes of you.

You ran away with your tail between your legs when it came back on you.

I am sorry that I tried so hard to make the fairy tale real.

I thank you from the bottom of my heart for not sealing the deal.

© 2008 Sarah McKeever Hitt


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Added on February 9, 2008
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Sarah McKeever Hitt
Sarah McKeever Hitt

Chicago, IL



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