Saturday, 1 October 2011

30th April 2003

The thought of seeing you again
As I was on my way
Filled me with excitement
And my heart with joy today
But when I saw somebody else
Sitting in your place
I feared no longer would I gaze
Upon your lovely face
And when at last you showed up
As I prepared to leave
A silent sigh of pure relief
Did my poor heart heave
And as the luxury of time 
Had not been mine today 
I'll say it here and now the things
That I had planned to say:
That how I wished what took me there
Happened every day.

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