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Memories

I look at your picture
And I wonder how have I fallen in love
With someone I have never met in my life.

I have…I have fallen in love with you.
You might be a million miles away from me but
I have figured out within the last few weeks that
I’m willing to wait for you…however long I have to wait.

When I continue to look at the picture
I think to myself…. you may look all
Tough and intimidating but really your not at all.

With me anyway you’re not like that.
You’re sweet, kind, and loving. You might not
Realize but you make me very very happy!

Honey, I love you more than anything
But when you talk the way you did
Last night…. it scares the shit out of me!

I couldn’t imagine my life without you
I would be down there in a heartbeat
If I could but you know I can’t right now.

I look down at the at the piece of glossy paper
In my hand now being reminded of
All the fun we’ve had over the years.

Staying up till crazy hours of the morning
Talking for three or four hours at a time
Chatting about absolutely nothing!

Then I think after all these years
We haven’t ran out of things to talk
About and we never get sick of one another.

I put the picture down on the desk
Now wondering what I could have
Done to make you so distant from me.

Then I think maybe it’s not me
At all…maybe its you and your just
Going through a lot of crap right now!

Whatever is going on I wish you would
Talk to me because I don’t like this
Distance between us.

I feel like I’m losing you
A little at a time and I love
You too much to lose you baby!!



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  • N e a r
    February 16, 2008

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    I can relate to this poem, especially with the long hours on the phone. My love and I talked on average 4 hours a day, more on weekends, when we weren't living together. The most we had was 12 hours... I think. Well, for straight talking. Most is probably close to a day, 'cause we fell asleep on the phone and woke up in the morning to talk again w/o ever hanging up. Anywaaaaaaaays, your poem here is pretty good. You have so much emotion in this write and it just spills out onto the page... Nicely penned.
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  • a-face-in-the-crowd
    February 7, 2008

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    Wow

    I really liked this.
    It seemed really heartfelt and I loved how it reads a bit like a letter. It flows well and I especially liked the last stanza.
    Thanks for entering my contest!
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