A Last Opportunity

February 21, 2009
By Anonymous

I have seen you before
yet not for a while.
I remember your face
and your smile.
You know me and I
know you.
But, I still don't
have a clue;
if your feelings
for me were true.

We were friends
for a couple of
We're there for
each other
through happiness
and tears.
You would open the door.
My confidence would soar.

Your humane voice would call
out my name.
I would glance at you
as if my whole world
were not the same.
I would feel so astonished
and shy so embarrassed
wishing as if I could die.

Our friendship drifts apart
agony exists within my heart.
I hopelessly sigh
wondering why I did not
have the courage
to say good bye.

The author's comments:
The main purpose of why I wrote this piece was in rememberance of a guy that I was friends with in middle school. I still believe that he really liked me and showed me more respect than any boy I encountered throughout my life. I still continue to see him this year, but I still wonder what would have happened if things turned out differently. I really missed the attention that he gave me and I still think about him a lot. I hope that who ever reads this poem will remember to never be afraid of an opportunity. Never be afraid to take chances because you will regret them as you get older, but also if otherwise, remember to forgive yourself and be ready when another opportunity like that comes along in the future. Thank you again for reading my poem.

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