We all suffer, We all date
We all lie, We all cheat
We all feel, We all eat
We all starve, We all cry
We all hear, We all die
We all ignore, We all care
We all speak, We all swear
We all promise, We all break
We all seek, We all wake
There is a boy,
and I can’t stop thinking about him,
he knows I can’t
he knows I love him
I have to wait
until I’m 18
until I graduate
until then, my love
be at peace
don’t cry
be brave
don’t worry
be strong
my spirit is with you always
as I know your spirit is with me
Why give away your heart,
When it always comes back broken?
Why remain silent,
When you know it’s been spoken?
Why call it blue,
When you know its red?
Why say ‘I’m alive’,
When you know you’re dead?
Why love others,
When they don’t love you?
Why trust in your friends,
When all they do is cheat, and lie too?
Why stay true to this rhyme,
When it happens all the time?
Why remain human,
When we could be more?
His eyes were blue; Color of the ocean
His skin was cream; Like lilac lotion
His hair was black; It matched the night
I loved him dearly; He beat my height
He loved to joke; And play fun games
I love his title; Missieur James
His heart was kind; But he was poor
He didn’t care; He slept on the floor
He used his money for those he loved
I felt ashamed; I was still gloved
I left my family when he asked to wed
I left my rich home to be with him instead
I helped him care for people in need
Helping the children, I no longer felt greed
We married under the trees near a Church
We had found God together; no longer needed to search
He died before I at age eighty-four
I died a year after, knowing I had helped the poor
We had done a good deed; James and I
We left the world in peace and went together into the sky
I can’t believe I did it again
I don’t want to believe it’s true
I can’t stand knowing it was I who hurt you
I want to go away
And leave you be
Perhaps that’s best; you without me
I never planned for this to happen
You were the sister I never had
I’ve hurt you again accidentally; I feel so bad
I never meant to hurt you
I only wanted to care
But I guess the real me isn’t meant to share
So beautiful
Just sitting there
Not knowing
How much I care
So beautiful
Love’s innocence
Not knowing
About the pretense
So beautiful
That one person
Not knowing
My feelings worsen
From talking and wondering “what is her name”
To emails and chats, playing the story game
From not knowing each other’s past
We understand we definitely contrast
From finding out that we both love to write
To asking, “did you finish the next chapter?” every night
From seeing each other across the room in biology class
To sitting next to each other and talking, alas
We became close friends, closer than I thought
Good thing I didn’t mention LSU early, we surely would have fought
It is amazing having you as a best friend
(and yes even in college!!) I hope it’ll never end…
Here’s a little story about a girl and a male
Nothing special, just a romance tale
Lust at first sight, love built with talk
They went out to movies, or just for a walk
He loved her dearly but life gets in the way
Accepted at the end of the summer to their dismay
He got the teaching job; she was now in his class
Laws of men found this wrong, alas
Fear of society made him break up with her
She was okay at first, but soon she had to transfer
Seeing him every day, her life became grim
She thought she could not live without him
He gave up on teaching, she met with him one night
He proposed marriage, with a ring shining bright
They left their homes, leaving together
Their love was stronger than society; their love is forever
