POEM #8

Written by: Ms. Writer

I can not promise
that we are until the end
but rely on people in this world
I will only choose you.

Only you
the one to love
until the time
is for both of us to agree.

Too young
for the love we both want
but this will not be an obstacle to each other
because I will reach for it like notes.

Only you will dream
until the hairs turn white,
for a long time
that I intended to love only you.

No one knows the present
but I hope it brings pleasure,
to be loved
we know someone will get hurt.

Not new
to fail
in the field of love of each person
there is always a loser.

Always sick
and chisel attached,
bitterness from the past
which is difficult to cover in the present.

But to meet you
I had hope
maybe it's you, my dear
to give value.

Just the word you
the one to hold,
hoping to be loved
will never end.