I cannot make him mine.


I cannot seem to make him mine.
Though I try so hard sometimes.
Another lonely night,
Is spent here without him.
Tears fall with the first light,
Because I cannot make him mine.


I cannot seem to make him mine.
Though I try so hard sometimes.
Another lonely night,
Is spent here in his arms.
Sadness comes with first light,
Because I cannot make him mine.


I cannot seem to make him mine,
So I have stopped trying, for quite some time.
Just another night,
Is spent here with out him.
Understanding comes with first light,
I know he loves you... and not me.
I cannot make him mine.

That's a great poem!
I loved it.:):D:)

I loved your other poem as well.
Poetry should be your job.

Good Luck on any other poems you're going to write.

Joy

Aw! Thank you so much!