This is a little poem I wrote awhile ago that I was always afraid to share with people, but now it's getting shared to the entire world...yikes. I finally felt I was ready to share some of my writing I always tried to do. I never had the courage to show people because I always felt my writing was never good enough. I am no novelist, but I find joy in writing. Over my years in college, I tried to keep a little journal of whatever came to my mind. Thanks to my big sister in Phi Sigma Sigma, I now have a nifty journal notebook to go crazy in. I've learned even if it's not "good" writing, it's still ok to let out your feelings some type of way. Who cares if it's not good in other people's eyes, as long as it's good to you.
First introduction and we’re here to start.
Your hello flowed like musical notes played legato style.
Gazing into those brown eyes as if trying to find answers to something missing.
The staggering short breaths that took my speech away.
So cold I can see the foggy frostbite air of each breath.
It was you, it was always you.
Months later we still stand,
Holding my dreams and fears in your hand.
Looking at the sunset while toes in the sand.
Pondering how one found such a lovely man.
It was you and always you.
Years later we’re still here,
Fighting through struggles, shedding off tears.
The late night talks and early morning calls,
Finally breaking down each other's walls.
Hundreds of miles your presence lingers near.
Still here whispering in my ear,
Three short words that feel like an eternity.
Before I said it, I'd feared you leave.
I-l-o-v-e y-o-u.
Those three words,
Now make it harder to breathe.
You were here to come and now here to stay,
My everlasting memory.
It was you, it was always you.
