Love

Your face is what I saw,

Every time I had slept in my class.

The days were over and

The years were gone,

It's time to move on

But can I carry on?

 

The feelings of you touching me,

Still remains, though that was weeks ago.

Your warm lips that pressed against mine,

The feelings remained, though it was months ago.

The days we used to spend together

Are buried to the depths of my mind

Covered with memories, turning to fossil

Reminding me of what we used to be...

 

Reviews

[Brianna Brie]

The days we used to spend together
Are buried to the depths of my mind
Covered with memories, turning to fossil
Reminding me of what we used to be...

My favorite part is "turning to fossil". Just so cool. Enjoyable read. Thanks for entering the Missing Him, Missing Her contest.

[C.J.]

wow great poem so indepth i realy like the end like the thought of the person drifted off.... great job on this i can see the picture of her thinking in class once agin good job!