Submissions by MrBaconBen

When I'm sad and
alone,
I think of you.
Reaching for my phone,
stopping myself
because we were then - not now.
Instead I wait and
will for it to buzz,
showing your name.

I can't wait, for twenty years time,
When I'm thirty-six.

And sure,
College will bore,
But Uni should be fun,
And maybe I'll meet a special someone,
Who'll let me follow them around the globe.
I'll then propose:
On a Fijian beach or the Vegas strip,
Or... a Travelodge in Basingstoke, if our budget takes a dip.
I'll be a dad. A great dad.
While trying not to turn mad,
Until I'm thirty-six

When I'm thirty-six,
I'll hesitantly meander the years.
To avoid being fifty-six.

Sturdy through times happy...

So, you're with him now,
Like a bull and cow.
You say you grew "pretty close",
Over the week you met,
Fast mover, leaving no room for regret.

I know, you're with him now,
But I remember:
The flutter of my heart when I saw you typing,
Anxiously waiting for you to laugh at my joke,
The relief and delight when you did,
You always did.

You're with him now, but thank you, my love- my first love,
For showing me what love is.