the man with a dream

i always held firm,
to my promises,
and never wished upon to many stars,
always putting others before me,
that was just who i was,
i call it a dreamer,
dreaming of the day something would finaly happen,
but never having enough courage to do anything,
always slouching in his desk afraid to raise his hand,
to show what might soon be his dimise,
never taking that first step,
life flew by that fateful year,
one after the other,
till i was in tenth grade,
i had acomplished nothing,
yet held my head high,
never ashamed of anything i did,
my dream was simple,
but yet achievable,
become a writer,
and fall in love,
and get recognised,
all things that would never befall me,
i know its clequay but...
who'd date or fall in love witha no one,
its as if im invisable to otheres,
until that fateful day,
the morning sun arose,
and wind blew effortlessly across my face,
i fealt great in the inside that day,
when i first saw her,
man did she bloom,
her hair flew with the wind,
she walked with strives that shows she had courage,
she was skinny and reminded me of myself,
her dimples were beautiful under her inlarged glasses,
and when she first spoke,
it was as if angles sang from above and chose me,
i knew what had just happened,
i had just fallen for the first time,
who'd of thought,
id been taken by "hello,"
i took every second i got,
with her,
until i got the courage to tell her,
i love you,
that gracefull graduation,
she held my hands tight,
and said she loved me to,
then the unthinkable happened,
we kissed,
her lips were soft and plush,
and my soul was going crazy like butterflies trapped in a bottle,
i couldnt help but grab her waist and pull her closer,
until we touched,
we sat there that day,
staring off into that sunset,
until the day,
of 60 years later,
when we sat there,
at our coffie side table,
watching Ellen on tv,
when she fell,
on the way to the kitchen,
i quickly rushed towards her,
and grabbed her hand and held it extremly tight,
i looked at her and asked if she'd be okay,
no responce came,
i quickly grabbed my phone from my back pocket,
and dialed those 3 numbers,
and rushed her to the hospital,
were i waited for hours,
until i saw that man in white,
he said she'd only be here for a few more hours,
and to say our goodbyes,
i didnt know what to think,
tears began flowing rappidly as i rush to the room,
she layed on that bed tears streaming,
i rushed to her side,
and hugged her tight,
there was no way,
id be losing her this soon,
she then looked at me,
and smiled while still tears in her eyes,
she said,
"i love you,
now and forever,
until the bonds of heaven and hell unleash,
when we meat again,
in heaven we will stay,
my sweat baby cakes,
i promise you that,
il see you soon,
just hold tight,
my love my life,
this is just the begining of our journy.."
then she closed her eyes,
and i cried even loader now,
i knew id never forget those words she said,
and i knew id lost her,
i went home the following night,
and began writing,
for hours i wrote,
until morning arose,
and paged were filled,
i had wrote,
my loves last note,
a story of love,
a story of a man,
who had a wish,
and completed it,
until that evening,
after publishing,
he had a heart attack,
ending in death,
only hours later,
until he found himself,
hand with hand,
with his wife in the gates of heaven,
as he watched the world grow,
and he loved what he had wrote,
as for he had finsished everything,
he had set out to do,
even if he did die young,
he knew he would be remembered.
​with his lifes long love....