We’ll Be Together Some Day

I might be broken, or lost,

and my heart may be covered

in what I believe to be frost,

but I loved her with all my heart.

She was my art, and I her artist.

And for that, I made a single wish.

For her to smile, to have happiness,

and all I did was stand from afar,

I became the ghost of a shooting star.

In a place that was once quite aware

of the fact that I would always care.

And I never did have much to give,

but still, she always had me wanting to live.

All I could do then was rip out my heart,

and hand it to her as I fell apart.

And it would be a happily ever after

as she would have a part of me forever.

And with these final words, I must say,

we will be together… some day.

Reviews

[Ella]

Wow this is phenomenal! Great writing, very beautiful. Sorry I've been gone so long but it seems you've gotten so much better! Glad to see you continued to write poetry! Amazing job.