I have waited for you
Even when it seems like you will never come
I have searched for you
Even when my heart telling me not
I have climbed the highest planes in my head
And the deepest paths in my heart in search for you.
I was scared of loosing you
Even before I found you
I was filled with thoughts of you
Even when I haven't seen you
I was filled with figment of you
When I thought of you
I see you and I see me
I see dreams and I see accomplishments
I see cliches becoming special
I see the state of my heart
So am not going to flow with the norm
This is my vow to you
I will be your fifty and you will be my fifty
together we make a hundred
There is no such thing as perfect but
But there is such thing as working towards perfection.
Original Poetry by me