My Truth
Near a year ago I saw
Your face across a crowded room.
You looked at me,
And seemed to think
So much more than you could say.
And you had me.
And so we were
For weeks on end
Each waiting for
An opening
In which to find
The perfect time
To leave another hint.
I finally broke,
And talked to you.
You said ‘okay.’
I always knew you would.
And here we are;
It’s been a year.
We kept on talking
And we pretend there’s more
But who can tell
When all we’ve got
Is what we’d like to be?
And am I the only one to see
That wishing only works for so long?
We call it love.
It’s just a silly teenage fantasy.
We like to pretend it’s fate,
But we both know our time is near.
I would love to love you
But my soul aches for freedom.
Honesty is all I’ve got.
Love is certainly a fickle friend.
And the truth is out.
Your face across a crowded room.
You looked at me,
And seemed to think
So much more than you could say.
And you had me.
And so we were
For weeks on end
Each waiting for
An opening
In which to find
The perfect time
To leave another hint.
I finally broke,
And talked to you.
You said ‘okay.’
I always knew you would.
And here we are;
It’s been a year.
We kept on talking
And we pretend there’s more
But who can tell
When all we’ve got
Is what we’d like to be?
And am I the only one to see
That wishing only works for so long?
We call it love.
It’s just a silly teenage fantasy.
We like to pretend it’s fate,
But we both know our time is near.
I would love to love you
But my soul aches for freedom.
Honesty is all I’ve got.
Love is certainly a fickle friend.
And the truth is out.
posted by Patrick at 4:55 PM
1 Comments:
It takes guts to post a poem like this where you know friends can see it. Even if you two aren't together any more, that still takes guts because you don't know how people will take it. I applaud you my friend.
Also from a critics point of view you did a very nice job relaying your feelings. I know lots of people will be able to relate with what your saying
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