A Twentieth Century Girl Makes A Choice

Dear Love,


Some day, soon I hope,

He will look at me

as you look at me,

And I him 

as I you.


But I fear that day shall never come

for it shall always be you,

my love,

for ever. 


I will always love you.

Until the last star falls from the sky,

Until the last angel falls from the heavens,

And then I will love you still.


I will love you until the moon loves the sun

as I love you.

Until my last breath,

Until the last beat of my heart,

And then I will love you still.


Therefore I fear I cannot love him

for he is not you 

and you, thank god,

are not him

and that makes all the difference

to my heart,

and my choice.


I choose you my love

Forever and always

and then some. 

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Apologies if this is bad and totally fails to rhyme or form any basic metre etc. I don't really class my work as poems rather personal musings so I guess this is just what came to mind. I hope you enjoyed reading and thank you! 

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Beautiful sentiments of your

Beautiful sentiments of your loyalty and everlasting love... I enjoyed reading, Emma.


...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."

"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "


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Thank You I am so glad you liked reading it :)