A story of EVERYONE about love

I've started writing this poem like a year ago but never had the guts to finish it.  A part of me can't find the right words to put before I write the period in this poem. Maybe because that time I was still in the midst of confusion about my feelings. I was in a long process of I guess what they called "moving on". It was a long, hard and painful process but everyone needs it. Now, I've finished this poem already maybe because I'm finally done with the process of moving on. It took me two years to realize that it's not the person anymore that I missed but the feeling of being with someone. I thank the person who gave me the inspiration to write this poem and I guess he will always be part of who I am.

This is my poem, a story of you and I but not against the world. It was a sweet start for us but I guess your first will not always be your last.

Seven days to prove your love, they said it was fast

Some one said I’m not giving a toy I’m giving my heart

They even made a bet that our love wouldn’t last

But more than a year and we’re still not apart

In Christmas number we promised to never get sad

Although judgments were thrown to what we had

Easy to get, easy to lose is what they say

It’s a fight for our love almost everyday

You never slide out your fingers between mine

An assurance that everything will always be fine

Four special months you made an introduction

And I swear you really made a good impression

The moon goes up and those soft red skins touched

Everything was good I found my perfect match

We build plans while we’re in a place we never been

Then I thought you are the sweetest mark I’ve ever seen

Hazel nut is your glazing favorite color to wear

It helps you see us as a couple more than just a pair

Day and night you never fail to give a call

The very reason why I started to fall

Declaring your love by shouting it loud

And holding my hands with so much proud

Are the precious moments that I tried to save

Because so much happiness is what you gave

I remember you wearing that black tee with a skull

You hate it when I say it looks boring and dull

I remember those eggs recipe that taste like pizza

And also a combinare of creamy shrimp and lasagna

Remember that special day I gave you my first poem letter

And you were so proud because your gift was so much better

I’m so traditional that I want a letter from you

I begged and said even a short one will do

I remember our fight because I want you to be a chef

You don’t like it and started saying what the F

It’s an important first for us and yet we had a fight

No one wanted to be wrong our egos shouting I am right

Wearing that black gown I felt like a princess

Especially when you showered me petals of roses

We wore that white cape as a start to fulfill our dreams

We can reach our goal because we make a good team

Our love was put to test of distance and trust

And we didn’t realize that we are losing so fast

I thought of giving up and let everything go

But you said let’s breath and make it slow

Another chance for us to make it work one more time

But we both know that we can’t take off the grime

I don’t know who made that huge wall between you and I

No matter what we do I love you seems to be a lie

I let you spend more of your time playing console game

But when I watch a story of Upper East Siders you find it lame

I thought opposite attracts then why for us it’s not working

What have we done to point out our every single mistake?

When I see you I don’t know if what I feel is real or fake

I am confused if our love that time was still worth fighting

When we fight over a matter we let the day ends with out talking

We ignore the problem and keep on bringing the past wrong doings

I want to give up but you said for our love we have to be tough

But my argument is, love is and will never be enough

I decided to make a choice it was for the best I believed

I put pain in you but I hoped one day you would forgive

Selfish they might think of me but I have reasons why

I let go of the most important person I considered as my guy

I think Taylor Swift number is considered bad luck

Because that was the day I lost you and it sucks

You were just once a stranger but then you stayed in my heart forever

Maybe we can still see each other one day or maybe it’s going to be never

Misunderstandings are part of making the love grows fonder

But it also creates a distance between the opposite partners

We enjoy all the firsts but still learn to appreciate the next one

Relationships might fail if trust and understanding are gone

Love is not always enough to make your story happily ever after

But it’s important to keep it so you can last together