Intertwined

Sat, 09/09/2017 - 21:44 -- hwra777

One breezy summer day - 

the smell of fresh-cut grass staining the air -

you're running late to class

I'm walking out of class

and just like that:

CRASH!

The fateful encounter - 

in a jumble of words and awkward smiles,

our lives intertwine.

 

Over days,

over months,

over years,

the vines of trust and love twist.

More.

More.

More.

 

I see you grow as I grow too;

we blossom together,

intertwined. 

 

I want the best for you,

because I love you.

 

I want only smiles gracing your face,

because I love you.

 

I want not a single tear to drop from your eyes,

because I love you.

 

I want to tell you everything,

because I love you.

 

I want you,

because I love you.

 

Even if you'll never understand just how much you've become a part of me,

intertwined,

I don't care

because I love you.

This poem is about: 
Me

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