Saturday, September 24, 2011

Sometimes....I write poetry...

I want to write of love but my inks stills
Cause we’re not in love you see but he loves me
And I love him
Except he hasn’t told me this
And me being the pseudo non-emotional person that I am wouldn’t dare say it to him
And yet he fights my demons
Stands in the way of anything and anyone that tries to hurt me because his paramount desire is to make me happy
I know this because he said so
And
I believe him
You see
He’s done everything that he said he’d do and more
Pulls me into his arms and reaches out his finger to dry away each tear
One
By
One
And he makes me feel safe
Even if being in his presence is terrifying for some
With me…he’s a cuddly teddy bear
He hates when I say that but it’s true
I want to write of love but I don’t know how
But
He makes me change my opinion on men
He shows me that people, even though human
can make that choice to BE better people
and he gives me butterflies
soft, amazing fluttery feelings that increase every time we speak
and I love the way he laughs
like talking to me erases all the stress in the world
and he must be stress free
because, you see
we talk for hours upon end
even though we’re ‘just friends’
even though he hasn’t said so
and the pseudo non-committal person that I am wouldn’t dare label us
but he can trust me with his heart
and even though I haven’t told him this
I hope he believes me
Because I mean it
Because I want to write of love.

(c) JML

1 comment:

I Love i when you say hello :)