Clear 'n' enough

Poetry doesn't always needs to rhyme, If it tells a story, And here’s mine. I have never been in love, Not with a person for sure, But I know myself, And I am a hopeless romantic, Looking for a love so sweet, So cheesy, I want a love like the 90s I want to love you like the 90’s Like the old catchy songs, Like the rose tucked in my hair, I know it sounds so cliche, But oh my I want to love you like the 90’s. Like your oversize shirt, And a bandana in my hair, Like that puffed up hair, While we sit in the wind, You with your guitar and sing, In a voice so pure, Notes unmatched but beautiful to hear. Like those crazy dance moves, No one could resist. Like the Monica to your chandler. Like the shy smiles, When our eyes meet. For eye contact seemed more intimate than a kiss on your lips. For eye contact is a lovely thing, Dangerous but good god so lovely. The first glance we shared, For it set my soul on fire. I know this sounds too cliche but

"You broke your promise" My 5 year old self says to me, and i cannot answer. I stand still, not knowing what to say right now, i ask myself again; "Where did it all go wrong?" Was it when i stopped daydreaming about what i aspired to be, or was it the day when i realized that i must follow the herd in order to lead a successful life, or when i was easily persuaded  by the laws of the society that made my dreams and imagination fade away. Today, i try to answer back my five year old self, but the words just fall down on the floor. I have no simple explanations, to why i broke the promise, to why i did not follow my dreams when it was all that i ever wanted too. A question circles my mind, and my heart speaks to me after a long time, reminding me to take a leap of faith and follow the path to my destiny, and i ask myself again "Should i stay or Should i go?" My answer is "YES", but this word just crumbles back in before coming to my