I really hate titles

Like seriously! They're so hard to come up with, and I just get frustrated. Anyways, here's another poem. It's untitled :)


Stepped on a plane and didn’t know
The girl you came to save,
The plane took off, began to go
Toward a broken slave.

I missed the one I loved so much,
To him I was ensnared,
Then in walked you with loving touch,
But feelings made me scared.

With time I did begin to see
That letting go was best,
Relaxed, sat back, and let it be,
I passed this trying test.

Now that’s behind and you’re still here;
Thank you for what you’ve done.
You’ve been with me through smile and tear,
And been my own bright sun.

You’ve seen me at my very worst
And still stayed by my side,
With happiness this makes me burst,
While for you I feel pride.

You’re worth it till the very end,
We’re gonna see this through,
With you I don’t have to pretend,
We’re good friends, me and you.