Okay I will admit I am a HOW I MET YOUR MOTHER FAN and most fans were disappointed with the ending. I will admit I was to, my reasons might fill the whole page so I’ll save you the trouble. In this poem I based it on how Robin and Tracy [The mother] were symbolized in the series. Robin being the Blue french horn and Tracy being the yellow umbrella.
The blue French horn on my wall
You’re not the person I see
I keep reminding myself we’re meant to be
But I fell in love with the idea I made of you
You are the risk I was willing to take
The only reason to every promise I’d break
The more I chase after you
The more people tell me I’m stupid
I’m not the underdog they are rooting for
I’m the idiot they’re trying to pull away
Because they told me that there isn’t a chance that you’ll stay
The yellow umbrella I’m holding
You are the hope that I thought I lost
You made me feel like everything was worth it
The tears, the pain, the mixed confusions
You finally filled the blanks of my unending conversations
The reason to why I kept fighting
Even if I thought I was already losing
I did not hit the jackpot because you’re not the prize
You are mine and you always were I just had to look harder
Thank God I finally did because I was about to run backwards
To the hopeless in love
