It all starts during homeroom
When I see him
His entrancing eyes. His dazzling smile.
He never returns my gaze
Then we walk seperate after that.
And I always turn to watch him walk away
How i long to run after him
And let the tears flow
All through school I daydream
About why I was dumb enough to let go of him
T h e W o n d e r b o y*
This is another one of my originals! Not much of a great poem tho,
i didn't ryme or count syllables...o well!
Will I ever be in love?
Will I ever know what it's like
to have and to hold someone
all through the night?
Will I ever feel the warmth
of someone else's touch?
Will I ever know that some one else
loves me very much?
It hasn't happened yet
But this I wish were true...
Will you ever love me?
Can I love you?
Memories can be a wonderful thing
You can be reminded when you tried to sing.
But memories can hurt the heart
You can be reminded when you were afraid of the dark.
Forever keep the good memories,
like a special golden key
You'll cheris them w/ your life
all good memories are a great delight!