I used to sing in my heart,
Letting my whole being know,
That you are the one person,
I think about,
Whenever I hear a song.
I used to bring my mind into the conclusion,
That you are the man for me,
Telling my brain,
To succumb to the idea,
That we are destined to be together.
I used to think that my broken heart,
Will mend again,
In ways, I could only do.
I will let time know,
That it needs healing,
And that it needs to feel nothing anymore,
And accept the fact,
That whatever I feel right now,
Will somehow,
Disappear,
And fade.
But I couldn’t find a reason to do so,
Because all I know is that you are the love I wanted to receive,
in the times when you didn’t willingly open your whole heart for me.
I can see the morning sun,
And it tells me,
That it’s brightness,
Can only make me happy,
When I walk into the shores,
With you,
Holding my hand,
As we tread into the waters,
Letting me know that you are the one man I wish I could walk with.
I can see the setting sun,
Telling me,
That the day is ending,
And letting me know,
That it’s a beauty as it sets,
Makes me realize that you are the one person,
Who can tell me that life will only end,
when you and I will set our lives,
In the meaning,
we gave into each other.
I wish you could know that you are the song I want to hear.
I wish you and I could meet again with the premise that we are destined together.
I wish you could mend my broken heart that its tiny little pieces will bring its way to love again and again and again.
I wish I could feel nothing now, but all is lost when all I could ever think is the feeling that there will be always a reason to think about you once more.
I wish you could walk with me in the dawn and in the setting of the sun.
And I wish I could have told you that you are the meaning I have set in my life.
I wish you would know this.
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So pretty!
Hi. In this poem, you seem very well willing to dedicate yourself to ” the true man” in your life. The one and only. It’s beautiful to set this as a standard of the ideal love, and I think that’s great – you can view this as your personal pursuit of happiness, and I think you set some sort of true standard view on what most people want – but, in my life, I dream about that too… though I’ve experienced reality… is totally different. I’ve experienced the fact that women like too idealize their male lover as somewhat ” perfect”; I mean they want to dedicate their whole life to him… until the bubble breaks… then they see the small things that become irritating to them. But it’s just AT THAT POINT IN TIME that THEY SHOULDN’T give up on him, start having REAL PROFOUND conversations ( psychologically valid) and get into ” A TOGETHER STORY” of not just “falling in love” like the birds and the bees, but LOVING AND STARTING A LIFE TOGETHER, AN ADULT RELATIONSHIP WITH RESONSIBILITIES TOWARDS EACHOTHER, instead of backing down or getting carried away…when the bubble breaks. Women in my life never succeeded at that… but that’s true love…