This one is the longest so I hope it came out well, and Its the las of the series so enjoy it to the fullest, R&R


True love

I see you passing by,

I only look from afar,

I am shy,

No, not shy

I am weak,

I forgot how to speak,

How to talk to people;

I became…

Something I never was,

And all for him,

All for that man,

That I became a weak woman,

Unable to trust again,

To make a new friend;

I am broken,

But time can fix me

But someone else can break me

And time won't fix me again,

That's what scares me

If I ever fall in love

And get rejected or betrayed

No, I won't be played;

I must be strong

I said I will move on

And I ought to

I too,

Am responsible

For what I do

And others do me,

You silly girl,

Fell for the worst amongst all

You stupid woman

Love the devil when in heaven.

You are in Paris now,

Remember?

And it's 23 of December,

You have a nice guy in front of you,

Go get him;

That's what I told myself

To come and get you,

And I did,

I approached you

I greeted you

You greeted me too

I smile

And so do you

I introduce myself,

We shake hands,

We talk a bit,

Sometimes we laugh,

You buy me a drink

And that's when I start to think

Erza, you are letting yourself go

You are going to fall in love

So close from falling I felt

What if you didn't catch me?

You might as well not like me

But I realized too late,

Your smile, your voice

Your hair, your face,

Your body, your grace

Your scent and your everything,

I was in love

For the second time in my life

But the first in return;

It was strange how we met,

How I practically threw myself at you

But that, I don't regret

Time passed and we went on dates often

We enjoyed ourselves as friends

Until you finally said it,

You said you liked me

Oh, how happy you made me

Years passed

I asked you to marry me

It should have been you

But I couldn't wait,

You said yes,

Oh, how happy you made me;

All my life

From that day

Till today

And more to come

To the end and beyond

Until we both die

My love,

My savior,

My husband,

My sweet pinkette

The day we met

Not one single thing I regret

Of that day, when we met

The day I`ll never forget

Was, no doubt,

The best day of my life,

When I found

When you and I found love

True love…

In Paris.


I know I lost the rhyme in more than one occasion through this poem but I still hope you liked it despite that one mistake I made.