this is a poem i wrote for a girl i had feelings for, but was to scared to tell her, though i did show her the poem, but again was too scared to tell her it was about her Ode To Her When I first saw you, I wondered what you are, An angel from above, Or a siren from afar. At first you despised me, For you did not yet know, What I had in store for you, To make sure you did not go. When the world closed in on me, I tried to let you go, Yet I loved you too much, And you didn’t even know. As I sit here now Watching you slip away, I wonder because I did not tell you, Is this the price I have to pay? yep i'm one of the poets that have to rhyme.
i'm afraid its too late, i rarely see her anymore, though i am planning on phoneing her at some point next week, possibly visiting her, but i know that she doesnt feel the same way, and i dont want ruin the already fading freindship, at least i can revive that