Your Photograph

Looking at your photograph makes me sad,

I see your beautiful brown eyes and know,

That I can`t have you all for myself,

I know that I`ll never have a chance to touch,

Your lips gently as you sleep gracefully beside me.

 I`ll never be the one to whisper into your ears,

Just how bold, brave and special you are,

I`ll never have the chance to share my heart with you,

I`ll never be the one to fix your tie every morning,

I`ll never be the first one to say how nice you smell.

I`ll never be the person to open up to you,

Telling you my innermost secrets that no one knows,

I`ll never be carried in your arms as you take me upstairs,

You will never lift me off the ground as I look into your eyes,

And think to myself just how blessed I am to have you in my life.

Looking at your photograph I realize I`ll never dance with you,

At night and you will never know why my heart beats,

You will never know which tune I`m playing as I stare at you,

Looking into your eyes I realize that seeing you,

And knowing you are not mine hurts a lot but I am glad it does.

By Tabby Mwangi.