Leisha/Kitty

I am five foot four and weigh 120lbs. I have brown hair, and have blue eyes.My pomes that I wrote:Thinking of you!When I sit in my chair, I think of you being beside me. When I hear the phone ring, I think that it is you calling me. When I watch T.V. and see two lovers kiss, I think of how nice it would be if it was us. When I listen to the radio, I think all the songs are for us. When I talk about my future, I think about how you should be in it. When I talk to my friends and they say it is not meant to be, I think that they are wrong. When I lie in bed at night, I think of how I wish you were laying next to me and holding me close. When I picture you reading this, I think that someday you will make all my thoughts come true.Painful Goodbye He tells you he loves you as he holds you in his arms. He says he wants to be with you and he doesn't ever want to let you go. Then one night the painful truth about how he feels comes out. He says he still loves you but he can't be with you anymore. You ask him in what way he still loves you and he says he doesn't know. You ask him what went wrong and his only response is time. You ask for another chance to make it work and he says no. You want to know if you can try again in the future and he says probably not. You cry till no more tears will come and tell all who care how much it hurts. You cry yourself to sleep and jump when the phone rings hoping it will be him. Over time your heart will slowly start to heal. You meet other people but it just doesn't feel the same. You keep hoping that he'll call but his voice never comes. Time goes by and one day you discover that your heart no longer aches. You find somebody new that you love as much as you love him. Even though your new love has come the old one still holds a place in your heart. For a while you fear that this love will turn out the same as the last. Your journey through life goes on with all it's hills and valleys. But in your times of heartache remember it's better to have loved and lost then never to have loved at all.Both poems written by: Leisha MoulLayout powered by HOT FreeLayouts