I'm starring and waiting..
I’m here.. in my room.
Starring out of my window..
Starring at the stars..
I see a shooting star.
I make a wish.
But I know already that my wish..
Never come true.
The wish is about you..
It’s more like.. a.. dream..
They would never be true either..
So... I have to forget you..
But how can I forget you?
I can’t..
So please give me one more change to say:
“I love you”..
But I can’t say it as long as you have a girlfriend..
She would kill me..
So.. The only thing that I can do..
Is waiting..
Waiting till you says: “I love you too”.
Starring out of my window..
Starring at the stars..
I see a shooting star.
I make a wish.
But I know already that my wish..
Never come true.
The wish is about you..
It’s more like.. a.. dream..
They would never be true either..
So... I have to forget you..
But how can I forget you?
I can’t..
So please give me one more change to say:
“I love you”..
But I can’t say it as long as you have a girlfriend..
She would kill me..
So.. The only thing that I can do..
Is waiting..
Waiting till you says: “I love you too”.
Reacties op dit gedicht
| lady lazarus: | Vrijdag, maart 04, 2005 11:02 |
| mzzz engels van lik mijn vestje.. het loopt niet echt zuiver, kan volgens mij stukken beter dit gedicht. Een juiste intentie... met een beetje werk wordt het iets schoons... | |
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| Auteur: sweety-steph | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: Pieps | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 04 maart 2005 | ||
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