Poem: Wrong Time

A beginning that is also the end.

A time that has end.

The things that need water also needs to breathe.

The journey is long and lonely.

My life is not that funny.

I seen something, and it made me cry.

It was small and petite, but that is not that cute.

I need you, but you cannot need me.

It was fun and you laugh and jokes I never tell.

Now I need you to smile, but my heart is now in jail.

When the time is right, I will see you.

When the time is wrong, I will still look for you.

You will never be wrong.