Cant Breath

• Anita Lincolne, Grade 7
• Poetry
• 2012

Cant’ Breath, Nervous, Stuttering.
Tingling, Butterflies Fluttering.

Must be Dreaming, In Denial.
Standing next to you with an uncontrollable smile.
I want to know what you’re thinking.
If you’re okay.
I want to be able to enjoy my time with you.
My days are so lonely and you’re so far away
The ache in my heart is constant for you
How the memory of your kiss is forever on my mind
The night time hours are so cold and empty
You are the sunshine in my life
You are the one I can’t bear out of my sight
You are where I belong
You are the ache I feel in every song