Meant the World

August 2, 2008
To him
She was a gift.
From heaven,
That is.

To him
She was perfect.
Not a flaw in

To him
She was a goddess.
With eyes that sparkled
In the sun.

To him
She was his

If anything bad ever happened to her
He’d fall into tears
Before he even knew what happened.

If someone ever insulted her
He’d make sure they would think
Before doing it again.

To her
He was tremendous.

To her
Everything he did made her

To her
She treasured every day
Just being in the presence of
Such an angel.

To her
They’d last forever.

But that is where fairytales end.

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KICK3593 This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
May 14, 2009 at 12:08 am
True love stories are just too common. I've seen Revolutionary Road, so of course this is nothing new. If only if that one line of cliche tragedy could be replaced by some new revelation, it might have a chance.

Excuse me for my harsh criticism, it's just me (I always write this whenever I scrutinize poems on this website, and I AM a harsh critic when compared to other adolescent first-glance critics).
Devin B. said...
May 12, 2009 at 12:19 am
Love it! When I read it, I can most definitly tell that you did write it from your heart! Thanks for posting on my poem too! Keep on writing! Im estatic to hear more!

Yours trully,
Devi :)
Wolfayne said...
Apr. 28, 2009 at 4:30 pm
It tells a story that sooo any of us know, about how life can never be perfect in the way you want it to be. It is a great peice in the modern world of today. Great job!
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