November 11, 2008

I'm sitting here watching.
No words have spoke.
I hear my name said.
This must be a joke.
I walk up on stage,
Not making a sound.
The crowd starts its cheering,
So I turn around.
And there slowly walking,
A boy in a tux.
He holds out a rose.
My face, I feel, flush.
I'm standing here shaking.
My heart starts to race.
There's a cute litte smile,
Upon the boys face.
He slowly kneels down.
Now he's down on one knee.
I can't belive this is happening.
Is this all just for me?
The cheering dies down.
Now his voice I can hear.
I'm not sure what has happened,
But He's holding me near.

I feel a soft touch.
Like a kiss from the sky.
I realize I was dreaming
And I open my eyes.
He's looking right at me.
My face is so red.
I thought I was dreaming.
But I'm not in my bed.
We're sitting here closely.
Our hands intertwined.
I'll always be happy,
When his hand's holding mine.
He stares more intensely.
Now a smile appears.
He moves slightly closer
He just wants to be near.

It feels like a fairytale
That I don't want to end.
Why he chose me,
I cannot comprehend.

Now we're standing together.
His hands in my own.
He cares for me deeply.
The evidence's shown.
He says "One more hug"
But I know it's not true.
He wont say goodbye
Without giving me two.

November 6, 2008

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