Worthy

I'd admit that there are these times I look into myself in the water.

And wonder why I keep pushing on.

Questioning if it's all worth it in the latter,

Asking myself if I'm done.

But then somehow, she pulls me right back in.

Just when I decide it's all over, she changes my mind.

She reminds me what I've got to win.

She gives me reason not to fall behind.

But all this, this is but just the beginning.

They always say, that this is the roughest part of the journey.

And I'm here learning.

That all this effort, truly is worthy.

Worthy of her.

A Dream

The warm white light bouncing off the walls

as I think about her in the twilight of the evening.

I remember how beautiful she looked in the halls

before class, before everything.

The gentle moonlight glistens upon the grass

on the porch of which I used to lay upon.

When I'd talk to her through the night

and look up at the stars that shine on.

The nighttime breeze sighs upon my balcony

and speaks of the girl who runs through my dreams

He tells me that now is a good as time as any

to strive for her heart, though as hard as it seems.

So I take my stand and journey on,

no matter how minuscule the light at the end of the tunnel is

Nothing will hinder me, till her heart I have won

so I shall put up my stakes, and step forward.

For her heart, and for her smile I will do this.