Finding You

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August 2002 Poetry

It’s odd that in my own town,

I couldn’t find a speck of love.

But 3,000 miles away,

was the love I always dreamed of.

~

We started talking about poetry,

a common hobby we had.

We were just so happy while talking to each other,

when really our hearts were sad.

~

We both were dealing with pain,

and just wanted to end it all.

With problems bigger than us,

in the world we felt so small.

~

But once I found you,

I was never letting go.

I wanted the chance to live,

and watch our new love grow.

~

We both got our chance,

to live once again.

And I’ll always have that chance,

if in my life you’re in.



~*~ Jill ~*~

Author's Notes/Comments: 

I wrote this on 8-29-02.

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