PoemsBrowse PoemsSlamsFresh DropEchoes
LearnWriting TipsPoetry TermsPoets & ArtistsBooksFor Teachers
ExplorePoetry GenomePoem MapEchoesTake ActionGroups
AboutWrite a PoemDonateSign UpLog In

Love, Lets Go


Hey, its me.

 

 

There are few in this world who know me like you do

So I just wanted to share a few thoughts, and write this love letter to you

 

 

I can’t help but to laugh at terrible puns made between the two of us

I guess that's why I try keeping you at arm's length… I just find you so humerus

You get embarrassed by your clammy palms, but that doesn't make me want to hold your hand any lesser

Instead I gladly grasp it tighter, knowing pearls emerge out of pressure

 

Each time I publicly belt Queen’s “Bohemian Rhapsody”offkey, section by section

You flawlessly join in, swallow your pride, and embrace my imperfections

Whether it’s me singing through the streets or you cutely babbling nonsense in your sleep,

We truly accept each other for who we are, making our bond so deep

 

Although morally we’re the same, I appreciate how we don’t always see eye to eye

Because constructively challenging each other’s thinking, enables us to broaden our mind

When we communicate, we demonstrate the beauty of language both spoken and unspoken

Because we can penetrate into the real issues, allowing both our ears and hearts to open

 

When days grow dark, and even in my homeland I feel as though i'm a foreigner

I know you can't always be by my side, but I'll always have you in my corner

We've spent long days and nights laying the stepping stones that pave the way towards our final destinations

And although our paths have ultimately diverged, it's clear our journey was bound by more than mere infatuations

 

You see, you're so sweet but even a spoonful of sugar can't make it easy to swallow this truth

We started as seeds but have outgrown each other, and so we had to uproot

I realize that last sunrise you rose next to another's tulips

Although I know separation is to enable growth, it's still hard to do this

 

Each passing day our memories fade, and our lives separate slowly

But if you ever find yourself, by yourself, remember I love you for you, and hopefully you'll be a little less lonely

Sometimes the hardest things are most necessary, important lessons are the most scary, and even the most noble of intentions can seem misconstrued

Just know that no matter what happens, the bitter truth is… it's all because I love you

 
©All Rights Reserved

Something wrong with this poem?

Share

Replies are closed for this poem.

Your Poem's Voice

See what makes your poem unique — its voice, energy, themes, and the literary traditions it draws from.

Comments (0)

No comments yet. Be the first to share your thoughts.

Log in to leave a comment.