I told him that I loved him, that he was the only one for me-
He said he knew - without a smile - he said he knew
With disappointment he called it “unfortunate”
This unfortunate love of mine
He said he knew
But he doesn’t know I lied
I fell in love with love – this majestic ideal of an idea
He wrapped his strength around my waist
He stared into my eyes
Burrowing and searching for my soul
And found only me
Needing to be needed
My goodbye came through with strain – crackled voice
Like the old phonograph my Grandpa used to play
Barely audible but still heard
And I sat for a time – listing to the dial tone and thinking
I will miss this faded opportunity at love – to be needed again
More than I will miss the man himself
I told him that I loved him – without a smile he said he knew
This unfortunate love of mine – he said he knew – but he doesn’t know I lied.
Author notes
http://allpoetry.com/Poem/819274
Written September 30th, 2004
A contest entry
- Looking for New Favorites by Delphinidae.
300 points, ended October 2, 2004, 16 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Comments
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Thank you for your comment, this was my first contest. I am glad I entered.
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What an awesome metaphore with the comparison of the phonograph. It gave me the perfect visual. You know something.. This poem echos my patterns in relationships. This is me you could have been writting about.
Thank you for entering my contest.
Christine
Edited on Oct 02, 1:41 because ''.
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