My
excuse for poetry I found in an old textbook that’s been gathering
dust in my room for years now. God knows why I decided to put it on E2, but I have.
THOSE EASILY OFFENDED BY POOR POETRY, LOOK AWAY NOW
I'd never thought you'd slip away
I guess i was just a little to late
An innocent bystander in your life
If only you knew
All the chances I missed
For a touch of your lips
The feel of your skin
Of hours spent in the sun
If only you knew
If you knew I was hanging
By a web of my own design
Waiting for you to realise my feelings
Waiting, watching, pining
If only you knew
I know the chances are slim
But my head refuses to believe,
To acknowledge the sense
The hopeless romantic must be content with its lot
Maybe someday
You'll know