Leaving

Leaving

A Poem by Mikayla Rasmussen

I head for the sunrise,
The colour reminds me of your eyes.

With my suitcase packed tight,
I catch my 7:30 flight.

I land in New Orleans,
Then off to the city of dreams.

I wait for the day you call,
telling me you have hit the wall.

Until then I am leaving.
My heart is left grieving.

It was you who said us was you and me,
I never knew that us had changed to three.

But I still love you,
you have no clue.

My heart still pounds,
thinking of how your voice sounds.

If you want me back just say,
I will mend our chain that started to fray.

And I hope to tell you my friendly foe,
I told you so.

When you see your mistake,
maybe your heart won't be fake.

And you'll beg for me back,
I will retrace my tracks.

I will head for the sunset,
back to where we first met.

As I stand there and wait for you,
I know what I will do.

When you drop your knee
and propose to me,

I will say yes,
Because I only want you to see my white dress.

© 2014 Mikayla Rasmussen


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Added on January 22, 2014
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Mikayla Rasmussen
Mikayla Rasmussen

Oregon City, OR