72 hours, yet it feels like forever.
I long to be with you,
But now he's taken over,
And I have not a clue.
Most days I feel like I'm flying,
Like I know the path,
The road I'm walking,
Like I know where I am.
Most days I know my future,
Like I know the struggles
That I'll face when I go there,
Like its spread out on a table.
Most days Im following his plan
Like I'm in the word,
That in him I'll stand
Like I put him first.
Most days I know.
Other days I see you,
Like you are my one and only,
That my future is with you,
That God chose you for me.
Other days, I stare out windows,
Like missing you is all I do.
That it will bring you home,
If I just keep thinking of you.
Other days I think of the past.
When I chose to stay, not to move,
But on that choice I turned my back
'Cause here I am with dreams anew.
Other days I don't.
I fear to leave, in case I fail,
I fear that you'll forget.
I fear that it is not my call
I fear I won't be missed.
I fear to stay and miss my chance,
I fear I'll disobey.
I fear that we may not last,
That we don't work out if I happen to stay.
What if I love this foreign land,
And the children who know no love.
What if I return, then go back again,
To serve the one above?
What if this land is not for me?
And is not where I belong?
What if I go and the man of my dreams,
Let's this go and moves on?
What if I'm right?
What if I'm wrong?
What if.
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The Only Exception...
PoetryThis is a collection of poems. They are about love. They are about life. They are passion, Motivation. They are words for the soul.
