Wednesday, February 16, 2011

I'm Sorry..

It Was The Year 2009..
    When I Saw This Girl..

She Was So Beautiful..
     Like A Shining Pearl..

Her Eyes Were JawBreaking..
       She Wasn't Even Mean...

If She Was A Queen..
       I Wanted To Become Her King..

I Knew I Loved Her..
       When I Saw Her..

My life Now Started
    To See No Girl Other..

She Was In My Dreams..
       She Was So Beautiful..

I Was Just A Jerk...
        I Thought I Was Cool..

Then Came Class Number Nine..
      We Always Stood In A Line...

With Each Other
         We Did The Radio Show..

Thnigs Didn't Work Out
         And Again..I Got A No..

Then We Had A Fight..
      In Which I Abused Her Alot..
I Earned A Lesson...
      After the Slap that I Got...

I Wish I Could Tell Her That i'm Sorry..
I Just Wanted A Love Story..
But I Didn't Get It..
It's Ok, You Shouldn't Worry..

Her Eyes Weren't Blue,
But Still They Are Cute,
The Girl Is You, Darling.
And This Poem is Mute.

From : You-Know-Who
To: I-Know-You




By ra C Hit

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