You are…
The last girl
I watched
football with
The last girl
I hugged
on Facebook
The last girl
I texted
on my cellular
The last girl
I dreamt of
last night
The last girl
who moved
my heart so!
The last girl
who ate
chocs fro’ me
The last girl
whose smile
made me melt
The last girl
who made me
write a poem
The last girl
whom I had
coffee with
The last girl
who laughed
at my jokes.
So how come
You are not
Sweetheart
The last girl
I ever kissed
passionately?
The last girl
I danced with
salsa?
The last girl
whose hair
I brushed?
The very last girl
who said
she loved me?
Because…
It just appears
I called off
the search
when I knew
you could be
the last girl
the very last girl
I want
I need
I adore
I crave for…
Will you be
the last girl
for me?
Or are you
still going
to marry him?
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6 comments:
is she dead or on her death bed.........
she must have been 1 very perfect last girl meant to be... if that makes sense..
i so like this.
You used to write poetry?
Wow?!That's deep!
What hapnd with The last girl?
I miss you our kid did the last gal make u stop blogging?
mmmh
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