Treasure Island

Bailey Schatte

(09-08-1997)

That One Person


Everyone has that one person,
That can make you feel,
Like you're floating on a cloud,
But the very next second,
Make you feel as if you fall through the cloud,
Through acid rain,
Through shattered glass,
And finally land on a pole,
That goes straight through your heart, and out your back.

Sometimes people will say,
That you are a failure,
And never will amount to anything,
Because you cant leave that one person.
But the reason you can't leave,
That one person,
Is love.

With love,
You can overcome anything,
Pain,
Hatred,
And even death,
Because that one person,
May hurt you sometimes,
But they'll always be there for you,
To hold you,
To love you,
And to comfort you.

Submitted: Monday, April 02, 2012

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