i'm always whacthing you my love
always whacthing from above
waiting to take back what is mine
a girl so tender with eyes so fine.
i won't let another break you, thats not right
for you i'll even choose to fight
holding you in my arms is my dream
instead of hearing you sob and scream
my heart is tied in such a bind
it hurts when you try to run and hide
take my hand and then you'll see
the man that i can truly be
you belong to me and thats whats fair
please don't ignore how much i care
i did something wrong and for that i cry
for the loss of the girl whos heart i let die
i miss you so much its a feeling i hate
so i'll sit in the shadows and quietly wait
to see the girl whos tears i feel
the tears that shouldn't be seen nor revealed
closing my eyes i feel your touch
the smell of your hair that i miss so much
holding your hand, and your body near
i can't beleive that i caused so much fear
the sun is setting, its time to go
but i won't let you stay with that mindless drone
one day i will take back what is mine
the girl so beatiful with a heart so fine
Author's Note: No one has died in this poem, it may seem like that but it's not. All I can say is I hope that the girls who read this do not return to any man that has hurt them in anyway. We deserve to be treated with love and respect.
Returning Moon