I want to cry and never stop,
Because it's not fair on me,
And it's not fair on you,
To have and to hold,
And to have it torn away so soon.

But if given the choice
To undo this time,
Then despite the pain
I would hold on.

It is better to know
What awaits me forever
Than never to be certain,
Until that day.

Tamyka Bell
11 August, 2004

If you find any typos, or if you have any comments to make on my poems, please email me.

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