I ran away from my feelings.
I didn't want to feel what I couldn't imagine.
Everything that I always felt in my heart when someone broke it.
only a thousand times more.
You were different.
I felt something that I knew would eventually hurt.
Like I was stabbed and still numb.
I try to grasp the numbness.
But I couldn't numb my feelings for you.
My heart racing.
My cheeks burning red.
The knot in my stomach when you took to long to answer.
The tears of knowing it couldn't be.
The distance I would run to get to you,
But the barrier that kept me at home.
Your poems which would make me only yearn for you more,
But the ache of wondering who they were dedicated to made me stay.
When I was afraid, I thought of you.
When people made fun of me,
I knew you wouldn't.
Even though I knew I could never see you.
I would never have a body to hold me.
A hand to pat my back.
A mouth to whisper “it will be alright.”
Lips to kiss away my tears.
I pushed away.
Told you something to make you hate me.
It took 6 months but I talked to you again.
My feelings came rushing back.
Stronger than I've ever felt.
Now I think of you every day.
Dream of you every night.
I walk around dazed and light headed.
Lost in my heart.
This has got to be the love I've heard about.
The heartache that you're glad to have.
Even if you don't feel the same.
I'm so happy a person could make me feel so wonderful.
I can handle if you don't love me.
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That time heals wound is completely true but in the meantime its writing that helps. This is a heartbaring write, it takes bravery to love and even more courage not to expect anything in return. Good write.
Love is a strange thing. I hated it after awhile, thinking it was evil and unkind. This was after I was rejected, after telling my crush (and my best friend) that I liked him. It does hurt, but it goes away. It took me quite a few months for my heart to mend. Yours will, too. Give it time :) Time heals everything.
Thats a good poem. (I have to say that to every thing poetic..... I can't write worth Anything)Is there some sort of story behind it? hm, hm? lol. Just kiddin' C~Ya