The boy with the green eyes

The boy with the green eyes


The beautiful green eyed boy, a remarkable vision,
I am kept in the dark, awaiting his decision.
I fall in love with him, just that once more,
Awake to the sound of him knocking on my door.
Decisions, decisions. Did he make the correct choice?
I beckon him inside, listening out for his heavenly voice.

My love sent me away, told me he had to leave me,
Your just not what I need right now, says he.
“Our lives were not meant to be spent together”
He told me once how we would last forever.
Does he think that, I’m not enough for him?
I know I couldn’t have been! Probably because I’m not thin.
Every night he captures my silent dreams.
My green eyed boy, so perfect in every way.
And I will miss him every day.

The next day, I lie awake in this cold dark room.
I pray silently to myself, wishing that my life would be over soon.
Is my choice to be the right one?
To be or not to be, Shakespeare once said.
But that won’t matter anymore, at least not when I’m dead.

An hour later I wonder if I could really live on without him,
so I down my sorrows with numerous bottles of gin.
Little to know I wasn’t to awaken that night,
Drinking myself to death; I’m probably not a pretty sight.
News of my death travelled fast,
And my green eyed boy found out last.

Our lives were not meant to be spent together
he told me once, how we would last forever.

My green eyed boy so perfect in every way.

And I will miss him every day.