My story

I was just going through my old books and copies and piling them up so as to stack them in a cardboard box.. And i found this 'poem' i had written like two years back probably..
Lets see..


-My Story-

Dunno from where to start,
this broken story of mine.
I'm not really smart,
in matters like this.
Oh how i wish.. It weren't true..
It weren't true.. That I have to miss you.

You are out there in a world of your own,
world apart and my feelings unknown,
but remember when all seems broke, nothing seems right,
i'd still be there for you, to join your fight.
You've been my love from the begining of time
this song's going well i suppose although it doesn't rhyme!

That you were leaving had i known,
i'd have told you that i was the one,
who kept the roses at your door,
who spread the flowers on the floor,
who drew the hearts on the walls,
and the one giving those miss calls.

But now you're gone,
gone away so far.
I've nothing left but the tears.
Memories of me smiling and you smiling back at me,
looking at you and dreaming of you being mine..
That'd never be..

Tada! The end!! How was it?