viii. Matt
Her hands, soft and smooth,
Hold my face close to hers
Her palms against my cheeks
Feel like home yet again
The rest of my life
I promised to Amelia
But here I stand so close
To a lady I barely know
Love
I can see it in her eyes
Hope
I can see it in her smile
Faith
Is all I need right now
To believe in love
The second time around
Lost in her stare
That warms my heart
I almost saw eternity
If only she uttered not
“Albert.”
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Almost a Love Story
PoetrySofia was left alone. Could she feel any worse knowing that the love of her life never loved her at all? Can she wait till Albert comes back to her? Matt lost Amelia. She suffered without him knowing her pain. How can he live when he lost the woman...
