These thoughts are whirling inside my head-
will you ever love me?
will you ever care?
Ive waited so long
for some mutual attraction,
but I dare not give up my plight.
my steady thought,
my constant fantasy-
if I tried to abandon it,
Id shatter my world,
let my dreams come unfurled,
tear my life at its seams.
And even more,
I dont *want* to stop loving you,
of course,
I dont *wish* to give you up.
yet filled with remorse
I am;
dripping with vile shame
I stand.
Ive sunk so low
as to stalk my love,
Ive invaded the personal space
of my dove-
no more.
I resolve to loosen my protective grip,
perhaps not to notice next to whom he sits...?...
Im determined to let him live his life,
not to let my soul be clutched with strife
each time he goes away...
I would never force him
to love me back,
so I have to let him go-
if he never returns
my adoration
then I'll be born a widow.
to suffer the death of the
dreams I love,
to bid farewell to
my hopes-
but I cannot
-will not-
make him love.
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Written August 5th, 2005
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i cant see the writing at all/
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Thanks, Kat! I apreciate that.
love,
ali -
I think this is very nice. Good job with the rhythm, and I like the flow of it. Good message, and I like your resolve within this poem.
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very interesting
oh my dear Alia...*hugs*
It was really very nicely done. A little abrupt at times. But good for the topic.
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