Could he be the one?
The one she wishes for all day and night.
Is it ever possible,
For the popular to love the geek?
He's in a band,
He plays the guitar.
She's in the choir,
And sings in front of the mirror.
She thinks about him all the time,
Can't get him off her mind.
She thinks she's so in love,
But he thinks it's just a teenage crush.
She sits alone,
Watching the lovers.
He gets mobbed,
By all the others.
She gets all excited,
When she sees his name.
She can't help it,
She loves this guy to pieces.
She tells him how she feels,
He goes red.
He's so sweet,
She loves everything about him.
She knows this love could never be,
He's 18 and living his dream.
She's 13 and living in hell.
She can't take it anymore.
She grabs a knife,
And tells him Goodbye.
He comes rushing,
Just in time.
She drops the knife,
And runs into his arms.
Crying with both joy and sadness,
She awakes from this dream and realises,
Reality is never that perfect.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
You're right, reality is never that perfect, but we do our best. Hang in there! ! ! Great poem too! ! !