It ended.
I was so caught up in him
that I forgot myself, it seems,
Spiritually, I was stagnant,
and only in my dreams
Was I happy with myself,
with the status of my life.
I want to be romanced,
not merely made a wife.
I wish it wasn't needed,
that we were a perfect fit
like two puzzle pieces,
able to commit.
However much I love him,
I want to grow and change.
I want to be many things,
all of them quite strange.
Maybe if he'd agree to be
one of many lovers;
I wouldn't mind polygamy,
but he wouldn't recover
From the times of old
when it was only he and I.
When we were purely passion
and we dreamed that we could fly.
We're still friends of course,
But we are simply that.
No more kisses will he grant me,
No more staring at
Those eyes that once entranced me,
Ocean grey, portals to his soul.
No more combining our two parts
To make a single whole.
Not now, at least.
The future is unclear;
Maybe once I've grown
He will once more be my dear.
Well, this is in honor of my darling. We recently ended our engagement... I still love him, though. I know we'll both end up happy, but it would be wonderful to end up happy with him again.
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aw Courtney! I so sorry... is there anyway I can help?
~Angel~
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Thanks, but no, there's not really anything to help with. I did all I could in our relationship, so if it's going to be fixed, it's up to him. Don't worry about it, I'm okay. ^_^ I didn't even know you had an AP until now! Love ya, take care.
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I love it
I always enjoy your writing (although I am a little behind), this one reminds me of myself, only the roles reversed
. I really don't have anything to say, other than it invokes one of my more hidden emotions.
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There is such a wistful note in all this and I would love you to be happy. But yours is a long road and you have musch to do.
The poem is full of your feelings and well read...
Take care, Poetess...
Ron.
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