[b]This is another cringe-ee poem I wrote many years ago, this one was not directed to anyone in particular but served more as a creative out-let. It's pretty bad and is from a time in my life when I had only just started reading poetry, so it may be pretty hard to read.[/b]



[h3]The One[/h3]
[i]I look at your pictures for an hour,
I write of our adventures for two,
Because in my head, it's just me and you!
Why can't you see? You and I are meant to be!
 
I still have our pictures from when you called me 'Friend'
And I had that dream again,
You knocked on my door and I let you in,
and all of a sudden you were my own little whore again.

I need you, so please come back!
I didn't mean to hurt you then,
If you'd just open your eyes, it wont happen again!
 
Please draw another breath!
I didn't mean to...
All I wanted was a single kiss,
I really didn't mean to...
 
This is my love,
Your blood on my blade,
Your body at my feet,
One final slash, and again we'll meet.

I'll fade into endless darkness,
To see you my love,
And together we'll have a lot of fun, you'll see
because I've chosen you, you're the one![/i]