By a die hard romantic

I wrote this for a friend who had just broken up with her boyfriend. I intended to write a funny poem, to make her laugh, but this just wrote itself. At the time I thought it very romantic. They got back together again, I was left to laugh at my mush. But I still like this poem... The poem I never intended to write, which wrote itself under a desk during a boring english class, with my friend sobbing next to me.

To keep a dam from breaking,
A great wall was built.
To save my heart from breaking,
Such a wall I too must build.
So it was fated, so it must be.
Tell me my girl, don't you agree?

The wall stands between us,
Its foundations dig deep.
But through its battlements,
some tears must seep.
Cry then, perhaps weeping, you may bring,
some new purpose whence hopes may spring.

Of all sad words
of tongue and pen,
The saddest are these-
It might have been.
But then I ask, was it wise?
for a love that fades and then dies...

Perhaps we were never meant to be,
Perhaps we are better so.
Perhaps eventually we'll forget.
Perhaps, perhaps perhaps... but I don't know.

But my girl your friends are here.
To hold your hand, to wipe a tear.
Life, work, love, its all so great,
I'm over my girl, don't wait.