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A few days out of the week,
I would stand outside and look at the sky,
And wished someone would be there for me,
In which they would help me conquer some of my fears.
One day I took one hand and raised it in the air,
And in my mind wished again,
But not only for a friend,
But something more,
Someone special to me, to help me feel better.
As I reached into the sky,
Your hand reached at mine,
And grabbed it,
Then I heard the words, “hi”, and felt relieved.
The relief wouldn’t end there,
As you helped me realize many things,
And I continue to feel more in debt to you,
And my feelings grow stronger for you.
My heart pounded on that day,
When I finally told you about my feelings,
On how I felt, fearing a repeat of my past,
But you proved it wrong, and I felt happy.
In the past couple days,
I’ve realized that my feelings are not fake,
That they are true,
And I care a lot about you.
I wish to be there more for you,
Like you are for me,
As you reach for the sky,
I will extend my arm to you and say:
“I will never hurt you…
I will never lie to you…
I will always be here for you…
And I will always try to bring a smile to your face.”