LeavingA Poem by Mikayla Rasmussen
I head for the sunrise,
The colour reminds me of your eyes. With my suitcase packed tight, I catch my 7:30 flight. I land in New Orleans, Then off to the city of dreams. I wait for the day you call, telling me you have hit the wall. Until then I am leaving. My heart is left grieving. It was you who said us was you and me, I never knew that us had changed to three. But I still love you, you have no clue. My heart still pounds, thinking of how your voice sounds. If you want me back just say, I will mend our chain that started to fray. And I hope to tell you my friendly foe, I told you so. When you see your mistake, maybe your heart won't be fake. And you'll beg for me back, I will retrace my tracks. I will head for the sunset, back to where we first met. As I stand there and wait for you, I know what I will do. When you drop your knee and propose to me, I will say yes, Because I only want you to see my white dress. © 2014 Mikayla Rasmussen |
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