I was just going through old work an happened upon this peice. It was the first poem I ever truly wrote.
For two weeks now I have loved
And yet I’ve loved much longer.
Every moment I think of her,
My love for her grows stronger.
But what is love or what I feel?
Is it a self created notion?
By pondering now I think not.
My love’s as strong as the oceans.
Nay, the oceans are’nt as strong as proclaimed.
They will not last forever.
Even after the fall of the world,
My love can not be severed.
And upon my love reading this rhyme
May she know she’s loved throughout all time.