This is a poem I wrote in my Creative Writing class.
Last Song
The last song is when it happens
I hope to ask him then
Nerves are tingling,
Heart beating fast
What will he say? What will he do?
Wanted for ten years now
Does he want it too?
Growing up side by side, year by year
Means everything to me
What about to him?
He‘ll
Break
My heart, I know
Last song please don’t come
No time for shattered hearts now
Too late, one more song
Need
More
Time
Can’t ruin this moment
Can’t know the answer
It will never be the same
He’s at the table
Alone
Now or never
One foot
In front of the other
Here I go
I’m going
The song’s about to end
Almost there
The song ends
It’s over
Too late
She swoops in kiss on the cheek
The last song
Ended
Next year, I’ll try again
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