Keepsake

So many questions I could ask
as to why I have these feelings
It wouldn't get me anywhere
For knowing isn't always believing
All I know is what I feel
That is all that I can tell
What I cherish in my heart
Is great enough to sell
Sometimes I sit and watch you
I just like to sit and look
The thoughts that come to mind
are enough to write a book
I don't think you would buy it
You wouldn't believe it as true
The things I hold in my heart
The extent of my feelings for you
You would take me as a fool
if I came right out and told
Then you would be distant
our friendship would grow cold
I want for you to realize it
But on the other hand
I never want to lose you
it is that I could not stand
For now I am stuck between
Reality and my dreams
My dreams are what I long for
Reality is how bad it seems
No matter what I do each day
or storms I have to face
My love is here forever
for it remains in a sacred place
You are here with me each day
and when I lay down to sleep
I hold a picture of you in my heart
Locked away with a golden key

written: 11/24/95

I wrote this poem in 5th period of my high school history class. I even remember what desk I was sitting at. This poem was written for a guy I had loved for a long time. We were really good friends. Until one day, he hurt me more than anyone could have ever hurt another person. He took something from me I could never get back. I wrote this poem a few days before that happened.