To make you mine,
Missing your dulcet voice,
Only to wish you were close enough.
To hold you in my embrace.
I would give you anything of your choice,
For I have drunk the philtre,
That you have made.
You ARE the paragon of beauty.
You are the only one for me
for I will make it my duty,
Trust me,
To make you mine.
This poem is about agirl I saw when I was heartbroken about aguy .my feelings were like .why did god create someone ugly like me to be compared to someone like..like...HER !this is the short of the poem(believe me there's more).basically how I met this person and I sort of DIED.she was that PRETTY.well ,you wouldn't use HOT .cus she just wasn't that type of girl you know.not a girl you would date but a girl that you would be happy being friends with.it's a Edward Cullen -Bella Swan situation .you would leave her to make her happy .but not in the Edward Cullen way .you wouldn't date her you know.I found it hard to choose the right words but mr tum's new vocab thing helped .a lot.the feelings in the poem are just so INTENSE and yet so PURE .if u wanna see the full poem tweet me;)
xoxo
Im not lesbian;)
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