There you stand.
with skyscraper hopes
and anticipating dreams.
Waiting
for what you think are his open arms.
But at the very last minute
his arms turn to fists
only to knock you down
right when you've just found the heart
to trust those arms again.
And there I stand.
With arms wide open.
Praying that one day you will realize
they're the arms you belong in.
They're open now.
Waiting to catch you
when once again you get up
just to let him throw you down.
You should know
I'd never let you fall.
because I've got nothing better to do
than to stand here
for the rest of my life
waiting to catch you.
♥
Author notes
tribute to the girl i owe my life to...ily♥
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beautiful. you are *such* a good poet!
the beginning three lines gave such a fine image, and the following lines were so unexpected, and they really gripped me as i read them:
Waiting
for what you think are his open arms.
But at the very last minute
his arms turn to fists
only to knock you down
right when you've just found the heart
to trust those arms again.
another wonderful write
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This is a great detication, well thought out and beautifully penned. Good job!
God bless,
~Bright Smyles
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Heck get a baseball bat and hit him back!
Love the intenisty!
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haha.
i.just.might....lol!
[thanks for the comment.] :]
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Aw this is great.
I'm sure everyone can relate.
:]
Sorry I don't have much else to say;
I'm such a bad commenter :[
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~Princess of Shadows~ -
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you're so not a bad commenter...its ok if you don't have much to say for this poem...you said enough on the other ones!
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