This is a poem I wrote in a card in made in my crafts class a while ago for Brenda's birthday. I've been meaning to put this up for a while now. For some reason, the more I look at this poem, the more I think I could have done an exponentially better job.
It has been nine months since that day
The day that I told you I had something to say
I was worried, scared, and anxious
The feelings for you that I suppressed
All came out the moment I confessed
When it was returned, I was overjoyed
I feared my heart would be destroyed
Instead, the space was filled, my heart's void
The few times we spent together were the best days of all
So few times, but so many memories I can recall
I love you so much that I thought I'd fall
Whenever I saw you, at prom, or at the mall
It has been nine months since that day
And now, I have one more thing to say:
Brenda, Happy Birthday
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