It’s a Mistake - a Poem
Make me not think it’s a mistake
For it will be insane to settle that far
When countless times I’ve cried
My heart bleeding, drowning inside.
I long for the days when we ride the winds
And we write each other sweet poetries
Our love ignites, never misses to flare
Now it's dying; you know I still care.
I ask not extravagantly, nor make demands
I live in simple ways in little things, not more
That a gift from the heart I truly find
Is the best loving act, one of a kind.
I ask not of you to be with me constantly
But I pass cloud 9 each time we are cuddly
My world goes round, I know yours too
Now, my best friend is bidding me adieu.
I’m always wrong when it does not please you
When all I care for is loving you
Then you’ll weep when you find it’s a mistake
The day I leave, your apologies I can’t relate.
≈♥≈ ©coffeegginmyrice (Marites Mabugat-Simbajon), It's a Mistake (a Poem), 10.20.2012