Alone in her room - she wonders,
If this is a life she should pursue.
The night before it all changes,
With those two words ( ).
She'd like to believe - it's a fantasy,
The same as Cinderella and her glass shoe.
But there's a love to be lost - a life it will cost,
The final closure - the ( ).
There was no other way - for her to say,
That not loving him would be untrue.
To the dismay - of her fiancee,
She'd had second thoughts of ( ).
This other man she loved,
Had torn her heart in two.
With the heartache - a decision to make,
Would she say ( )?
She dreamt that night of walking,
Down to a groom standing out of view.
When she saw it was him - she jumped,
And knew she could not say ( ).
She knew before - who she loved more,
The feelings she failed to subdue.
On the brink - she took time to think,
Of what it means to say ( ).
Did she make the right decision - with the right precision?
Discovering a long lost love anew?
Such a difficult choice - to simply use your voice,
And say those two little words ( ) .
1 comment:
Wow! I haven't encountered this kind of blog. Hehe. Thanks to the 'Next Blog' mania ei! =)
Hi there Butterfly! I like your poems...really. I would visit your blog frequently if you wont mind. I love poetry too.
Fly high Butterfly! =)
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