For Her
She was the center of my universe
the sun in my outer-space
I now walk the hall of shame
I knew I was never good enough to be in
her hall of fame
If the girl I love is ready to take light
from my world and make it dark
then I must be ready to die
I would take any day to
show her the way
If my heart is poetry than you
must know you cut me deep
I was never a creep
nor a stranger who is a danger to you
I dream about her less often than I use to
I guess she was stolen from my dreams to someone elses
All stories have endings but ours is endless
The poem is about a girl I use to know. I wrote this poem months before the event even took place and I had no idea that it would.
