but yet it burns like a fire in the night,
staring ever so deep into my eyes,
i can feel his soul.
his thoughts,
a little bird now knowing which way to fly,
his heart,
so hesitant, uncertain, and timid,
his smile is enchanting,
but sometimes its as vague as fog...
unsure of what's on the other side.
my heart cries out to him,
for he has lost his path,
if only, if only...
she hadn't came into his life.
i wrote this poem over 13 years ago. i am 25 now.
