"Sometimes, only one person is missing, and the whole world seems depopulated." -Alphonse De Lamaertine


I guess you could call these love poems....



It's all I can do
To restrain from thinking of you,
To keep you out of my head.

Every single day
I try not to say, try not to think that
I may love you.

And then it happened that day
As I was walking astray
I saw you, I noticed you
Then you had to steal my heart away.

It's driving me insane
Straining to keep you from my brain.



The first thing you gave me was joy-
    When you made me fall for you.
The second thing you gave me was a broken heart-
    When I saw you sitting with her.
The third thing you gave me was hope-
    When the two of you broke up.
The fourth thing you gave me was happiness-
    When you called and asked me out.
How can I repay you for what you have given to me,
when all I have is my love for you?



Let me love you the way I love you
and love you no less.
Let me love you the way I should
lest that I forget.
If I love you in that way,
the way none could test,
then it would be so,
Be so,
So true
that I love, especially you.
Though I love all who I know let it be known I have a special love,
a place for you.



I'm sorry this is the way it had to be.
Two years I have loved;
Two years I have lost.
Those two years I wish I could keep
but no, that's not how it's to be.
Those lyrics I gave to you,
yes they still apply.
Those three words:"I love you,"
yea, they still hold true.
I'm sorry, I'm just not still
in love with you.

© 1999 tsiobo@yahoo.com

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