Time.

I wrote poems a few years ago. I'm currenly quite drunk. and i've managed to proudce several pages of stnanzas in my sketch book. Try to guiess what the poems about please??

Time, the time is coming,

When we will be separated,

The time when she will go back,

To the place I cannot reach.

 

This time we currently have,

Destroys the boundaries,

We once and will soon face,

Let us treasure these moments together.

 

The ninth month is coming,

We only have a short time to use,

The thought of it hurts me,

Please don't let the time come.

 

The distance already hurts me,

But it's something I'm willing to fight,

Help me make the most of now,

Let me see her face again.

 

We spoke online daily,

The pixels and digital barriers,

Causing the confusion and pain,

To keep on filling to the edge.

 

Some say that there are no miracles,

Before now I'd have agreed,

But finally I've touched her lips,

Dreams, it seems, can come true.

 

I don't have much time to explain,

The feelings I have for her,

But the short time we have together,

Will be treasured, missed, and loved.

Author's Note

Bare in mind I'm pretty drunk right now, but please try to guess what I based this random peice of work on. If somebody can gess teh story, i'll be happy <3

Reviews

[nigrum homonculus]

this a sweet poem, seriously. it looks like its about someone going into a long distance relationship but dreading it actually happening. lol i just got that from the tags.