You’re still the one
Seconds from heaven, so near yet so far, a
Heartbeat between us,
A locker too far, should I have been quicker, and
Rushed to your side?
Oh, I guess so, I know so,
No doubt in hindsight.
So now that you know of the torch that I bear, I
Hope that you’ll read this, sometime or somewhere,
A wish that I cherish, a dream coming true, would be a
Reply and a fond word from you, but if that’s not to be,
Or you think I’ve moved on, well
No, I’m still here, and you’re still the one.
© Joseph G Dawson
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