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A Poem

The day I met you, I didn’t recognize you.
You looked nice and spoke nice…
Actually my first impression of you wasn’t nice at all.
I thought you were arrogant and bored,
But as the day went on you turned out to be real nice.
And then we hung out
And things started to feel familiar…
But in the good way.

I could be myself
And you loved me that way.
And as time went on I began to recognize you.
Your height,
Your smile,
Your strong hands,
Your voice,
And best of all your eyes.

You didn’t judge my mistakes,
You laughed at my stupid jokes,
You held my hand just because,
You confided in me all you secrets
And knew how to calm me down when I’d get upset.

Finally we knew we had something special
And we even exchanged daily I-love-yous,
But still I hadn’t fully recognized you

…until it all started to fall apart…

We began to fight and argue.
The hand-holding stopped,
The I-love-yous were sparse
And the smiles were forced.
I began to feel a pain in my chest –
No, a tightness.
I felt hurt and angry…
And then sad.

And as the tears streamed down my face
And my eyes cleared,
I recognized you –
The One.

The only person I was meant to love with all my heart,
Like I had always dreamed of as a little girl.
My very own Prince Charming.

But I recognized you too late.



About Little Miss Spanglish

Bright-eyed dreamer, set in her ways... enjoys working-out to slow jams. Hates being called by her full name by people close to her. Has never had a pet, yet has names picked out for her future fish, cat and Teacup pig (name of future dog still in the works). Loves receiving handwritten letters in the mail (long, handwritten messages in thoughtfully picked out cards also result in a smile). Will stare in disdain at her plate if it is inhabited by: brown rice, asparagus or beets (coming around on the beets). Finds skipping-down-a-sidewalk to be a lost art in adults... refuses to let that happen to her.


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