I wish I was

I wish I was brave enough to love you
I didn’t plunge in, now I will not know
You’ve hanged around and now my life is blue
You’ve asked and I wasn’t bold enough though
Somehow I didn’t really think it through
Never knowing what it brings tomorrow
And so life goes on and I wonder why
I watch the passers-by and I say bye*

(c) ladyleemanila 2016

* A Ottava Rima is a poem written in 8-line octives. Each line is of a 10 or 11 syllable count in the following rhyme:

one octive poem. abababcc

Written for November Notes hosted by two lovely and awesome writers, Rosema of A Reading Writer and Sarah of Heartstring Eulogies. Come, join the musical fun!

Also for: NaNoPoblano Day 17