twas a dream come true
when i met you
you didn't know
that i loved you so
i wasn't shy
i wasn't nervous
i was afraid
that you would say no
i acted late
you went out on a date
i was laying alone
beside a mountainous tree
when down came a noose
that had been used
by the black and red hairs
laid there were so many chairs
so now I hang myself
on a nearby tree
waiting for you
and for all to see!
Jon Hannah
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/forgotten-love-6/
