Four words that I have never before held to be so accurate.
It's hard to imagine life without his warmth, faith, and passion,
now that it has become alike with myself.
Glancing at prior days, I see but a shadow
of who I state to be today.
No breath is taken in vain,
no word is uttered without meaning,
and no moment proves insignificant.
I may live without fear of punishment for such action.
My pen flows more fluently
as words of stronger character find their way onto my page
yet...it ceases to proceed when he comes to mind.
If only he could read my thoughts for a moment.
Only then wold he truly see the intensity
of my admiration for him.
But for now, I will remain silent.
I will watch him and want him and love him, but quietly.
This flame that which he ignites each time his eyes meet my own
will burn onward in its wont, taking down every fear,
ache, and barrier that may separate us.
I am belonging unto him, as he has everything I am,
was, and henceforth shall be.
I am but an unfinished novel,
with my character's problem in the distant past
and the climax long since forgotten.
Now, all that is left to compose is the fairy-tale ending...
and the pen is in his grasp.
My only wish is that this page will never tear...
Author notes
I wrote this about a month ago for my man. I know, it's cheesy but I really mean all of this with all of my broken heart. He is my life, love, and happiness.
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Good Luck!
I think that things become un-cheesy when there is real emotion behind them. This poem is so heartfelt and sincere, I really loved it. My favorite author is Jane Austen, and your style in the piece really reminded me of her. The third stanza is simply gorgeous. This is beautiful. Thank you for sharing this wonderful write.
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I love the ending of this. That last line is so full of sincerity, vulnerability and understanding.
I believe love itself does not end. Once you truly love a person, you don't just stop loving them - but that doesn't make it a fairytale because all other thigns do end, eventually.
It is important to realize that the person you love could be taken away at any moment (well, it's mature and realistic anyway) - and I think you understand that.
Of course, knowing that (for me) only makes my love stronger.
I noticed that you mentioned loving "quietly" and from a distance, and also in your author's notes about your "broken heart" - - - makes me wonder if he broke it or did someone else?
Anyhow, wonderful heart-felt poem. I can tell how sincere you are.
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Thank you for your beautifully spoken entry, good luck in my contest, Josie
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This is sweet. It is nice to be in love. I wish you luck in that department and iwish you luck in the contest.
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Thanks for your entry. Good luck in the contest
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This is beautiful. Simply stated, but with an incredible power and truth. I can very much relate to all of it-- and I especially love the line about the fairy-tale ending. That's just how I feel about my life so often; it's like a story that's been written, and now suddenly it's up to him to write the ending, and I can only hope that it will be a happy one.
Terrific write. Really loved it.
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