proof of love

The Trip

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2011

The Trip

I meet you eight years ago
When I was still wild and free
Yet you still loved me then
Even though I couldn’t see

I couldn’t see your love
Because you didn’t want me to know
But it was still right there
Even though you wouldn’t let it show

And now when my oats were sown,
By an accident that nearly took my life
That one sowed them all
As I came to and realized how much strife

That I had caused in so many peoples lives
I looked and found you
One to which I hadn’t done to much harm
And I found that you still loved me true

Now we are planning a trip
One that you would make
One that I hope goes well
For both our sakes

This has become something
That I am looking forward to
And am taking part in planning
Through this trip, I will prove my love is true

Even though you already know it
I wish to make an emphasis on that
The fact is it’s so damned true
And I wish to emphasize that

~Chrystal
Written on
June 22, 2011

Author's Notes/Comments: 

This one was writen about Scott Wolf. I have known him for like 8 years, and recently admitted to him that before the accident, I would not have been interested in him. However, this is a new day, and my head has been cleared with the accident and all. So now I am looking forward to this trip and seeing him.

Without You

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2011

Every day I wake up
With the hope you’ll be online
Fumbling through the day,
I go to sleep without you

And I know that it’s only for now
But everyday the depression worsens
As I don’t get to talk to you
But all this is just a person’s

Need to be near another person
Yet I know you are trying
To get everything in order
But all this is underlying

My need to be with you
And my want to hold you
Am I insane? Could I want a man
That will never be with me and still be true

No I highly doubt that
For the last ten years
He has wanted to be with me
With a passion so hot it sears

Both him and me, it does
Go to sleep without talking to you
I will, if that proves my love
And I do love you, so true

Yet this poem doesn’t have an end
Because I don’t want an end
Of you and I, and to you
All my love, to you, I send

~Chrystal
Written on
April 30, 2011

Author's Notes/Comments: 

This is another poem written to Bri. About how I am missing him so badly. Its like I literally gave him my heart, and now that we arent talking, it breaks more and deeper each day we spend not talking.

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