Poem: YOU
YOU by Juliet Fortich When you came A spark got me struck. I wanted every moment Be so special and each passing second be great Who would have thought a whirlwind romance like this would happen It's not what you have that I liked Not what you can do that make me dwell on you Not what you will be that makes me want you But it is what you are that makes me love you But now you're gone Can't do anything else but cry For love to me was real And so I thought yours was as genuine as mine And it came to a point that your patience went dry That I failed to notice in a sigh You are an element I could call a reason for me to hold back pride I know there is hope in the love you promised me. And believe that there is always hope in everything I am forever wishing that there will be time for me seeing All these wishes come true with one person i could grow old with.... and that's YOU... @ julyet 2012