Love Sick

by Omer   Mar 31, 2008


She told me that she loved me I loved the way she loved me I loved the way she held me. She asked me if I would break her heart. Never, I told her sweetheart. She was always scared of all those around me. She was scared of growing afar. I tried to show her that I loved her. Even though we were miles apart... She would want to speak to me even it were for just half an hour

She used to smile and make me smile, her happiness was my happiness, her joys were my joys, her sorrows were my sorrows but lately all we have done is tried to stay afar. She asked me to marry her and I told her I would love to sweetheart and love to be her sweetheart but was just too far.

By the time I gained her trust I felt we had drifted apart. She wanted to meet new people who were not from so far. Our conversations are mere conversations no feelings no emotions she and I have both realized that we will always remain apart but I believe and hope that the day we meet is not too far.

She has lost all hope for I don't see the desire in her eyes I see her moving on looking for some one to fulfill her need for love and all her desires. As much as it kills me on the inside to watch the woman I love and desire looking for some one else because I cannot fulfill her desires.

We were once close but now it's a distant memory the good times we had the problems we shared are the only things left that are close to me, her mails, her presents she once sent me are a fond part of me and the love that we shared.

I hope we can get back together, I know it's difficult with you there and me here bound by immigration legalities. I had yet to kiss those loving lips, hear her tell me how much she loved me. Look into those ocean blue eyes like the ones that keep us apart or and that loving smile thats always there to greet my eyes but its all over before it began.

I hope she reads this I hope she can find it in her heart to forgive me but I love you, you are the one who completes me. I don't know if you want to give it another try but I sure do life's all about chances and hoping that there is some one there to catch you.

I hope you come back to me and if you don't well I guess we were always meant to be friends but its just that I miss you ever so dearly, I miss telling you that I love you, I miss telling you that I miss you, I miss making love to you, I miss you telling me where to kiss you, I miss every thing about you. I love you :'(

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