Thursday, October 9, 2008

Between My Car and Your House

I found out that I’m not as confident as I had thought
It was a feeling I had but also a feeling I fought
And between my car and your house I was caught
Your love had been my goal, all I sought
But all my efforts failed that night, came to naught

Later I said, “I’m sorry I didn’t tell you”
But by then it was too late
You were in love with someone new
Call it bad luck or call it fate
I haven’t a clue
And that’s what I hate

Am I meant for you and you for me?
Did I ruin the chance for that to be?
At this point I honestly do not know
But I just can’t bear to let you go
And not so easy are you to forget
So I refuse to stop, to never quit

Something keeps me from saying goodbye

The fact that, to me, you are perfect
This and the possibility that you feel the same
Are the things that I suspect
Keep me from losing hope and fuel the flame
To my burning love

I love you true and pure
And to be with you would be the cure
To all the ills in my life
To think that one day you could be my wife
What a wonderful thought and wishful thinking
And yet it’s just a dream, and leaves my heart sinking

So I can go on trying to explain
But what I want to say is really simple and plain
I’ll shout it to you in the pouring rain
If that’s what you’re into
That you’re beautiful in so many ways I cannot count
And make me laugh with jokes of an endless amount

I want to be with you forever
Because my chances of meeting someone better
Are next to never.

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

I never thought of you as the love-life type of person. Usually I don't take the time to appreciate love poetry, but that was quite snazzy. It felt rhythmic. Or something.

Rhymenoceros said...

rhythmic, eh? That's what I'm talkin' about! =D

Pam128 said...

i absolutely love it, especially the very last stanza. very nicely worded.