Maybe..I mean I think so?A Poem by DemeWhen you don't know your needs from your wants
You’re like the words to a heart felt, soul stirring love song, the reason to believe in unconditional love. The fresh breath of air when I’m being suffocated by the hands of the world. But only in my dreams our love is eternal the harsh reality of it is that I gave birth to a premature love that I wasn’t ready for it due to the ignorance of me not understanding my heart. It’s like almost being a day late and a dollar short. If I could only turn back the hands of time so that I could’ve been just a few seconds earlier and saved my money so that I could’ve had the opportunity to embrace what it’s like to really love you and show you that my love was designed for your heart. I would trade a million bucks for that chance. If I could take my life experiences from the present to aid in my past to help our destiny. Each day I must awake to a perfect stranger pretending to love him knowing that my heart bares your name. When I look into his eyes how I love you is the way he loves me. To him I’m the lyrics over the dopest beat, the universe to his stars the reason he breathes. I’m cursed by what I really want and what I truly need. Too stingy to let him go, too selfish to find the words to tell you goodbye because of my fear of being alone. As hopeless as a penny with a hole in it, that hopefully in the next lifetime the day that I see that smile that will cause my heart to de ja vu and I’ll be on time and ready to love according to your heart’s design. No more pretending finally the chance to make my dreams a reality…….
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Added on April 21, 2008 AuthorDemeTampa, FLAboutI'm a free lance writer filled with facts and fiction. Whom enjoys taken the mind outside of the box in search getting know one's true self! more..Writing
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