The Day We Met

I knew the day we met

That we were meant to be.

I knew our fate was set,

That you were the one for me.

 

I didn’t even know you,

I only knew your name.

I wasn’t sure what to do,

I didn’t know who to blame.

 

I knew I found you attractive,

I could tell that you were nice.

My belly butterflies were so active

That I couldn’t think twice.

 

Everything I did that day

Didn’t show you who I was.

Every time you came my way

My heart took a pause.

 

My actions weren’t natural,

My reactions weren’t real.

I felt so very terrible,

But my heart I did not wield.

 

And when the group said goodbye to me,

My eyes were fixed on you.

I knew I was trying to see,

If you felt the same way too.

 

I liked you when I saw your face,

But maybe it was the touch.

My heart had begun to race,

I already liked you too much.

 

Everything was simple,

Everything was fine.

I knew I couldn’t have you,

And I knew why.

 

I knew the day we met,

That we were meant to be.

I knew our fate was set

As friends, as lovers, as enemies.

 

-The Travellothoner

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  1. Before the last 2 poems you wrote, that once again spoke to me, I wrote a poem in your honor. Today is the day I will post, I’ll make sure to tag you.

    May your beautiful words continue to reach people’s eyes…and reach more and more.

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      1. I like the idea of wielding your heart. The image of that is awesome. My brain wanted to play with the concept of yielding. “But my heart would not yield.” But I’m so torn between those two concepts. They both appeal to me.

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