this is the first poem in, like, over a year that I've spent more than five minutes on. I just kinda got inspired this morning ad worked on this for the last half a day or so. When I started, it had a rhyme; but I couldn't say what I wanted to that scheme, so I scrapped and just put what I was thinking, and arranged it in the most sensical order. So, what do you guys think???
"still naive enough to dream"
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and you wish that the moment would just stay, and stay forever
you're old enough to know it's impossible, but still naive enough to dream
and you think there's a way, someway to keep it. If only you were a little more clever
as our hands clasp, and our fingers clumsily close in around each other, you hate it
not because it isn't love, because it is; my god you know it is,
but because you know it has to end, and when it does,
it won't be in a blaze of glory, but in a wimper of finality.
if only love was enough. If that and that alone could stop life,
the moment I first saw you would still be ongoing, stretched beyond recognition
and as I brush the hair from your eyes, and glimpse into the life I want
thoughts of tomorrow, and the next day, and the next without you overwhelm me
I start to drown in my own fears, my own lack of faith for our forever
but then I slide into my jacket, and the faint scent of your hair still lingers in the collar
and then I'm filled with hope again, too much to be safe, but not nearly enough to be right
for that's how it must be, love isn't meant for people like us,
it's just that I love you too much to see that
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