Live Today Like It's Your Last Tomorrow

Bland.

The word I would use to describe my life before you came into it.

Sipid.

The word I would use to describe my life after you came into it.


I used to watch my life go by right before my eyes.
Now I enjoy every second of it.
Hold on to every minute of it.
And spend every moment like it's my last.
Because I don't want to go a minute without you.

It went from bland to sipid when I went from living without you,
To living with you. Now I know, though,
That I don't want you IN my life, I want you to be a part of it.

Reviews

[Tahna]

Lovely, Lovely :)

[dreamer :)]

Thank you plelitte and Angela Cookie Monster!!!! :)

[Angie Diane♥&hea..]

This is a good poem. I really liked this. Thanks for sharing. :)

[.]

wow, lovely full stop :)

[dreamer :)]

Thank you Liza!!! That was greatly appreciated!!!! :)

[Liza]

this was smooth
a helpful reminder
that we sometimes have to shift
our love with a sense of urgency
and appreciation
because it keeps the fires of love alive

[dreamer :)]

Thank you, Emily! That means a lot! I would love to see some of your writings! Thanks again for the nice comment!!! :) Glad you enjoyed reading it!

[emily]

This is really nice, nontraditional poetry. I enjoyed it a ton! Also, you have a great vocabulary. I would never have picked "sipid" as a word to use here, but it actually totally works. Great write!