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Patient Lover

Poetry By: Champagne

this is a poem about the best kind of lover someone can be...

Submitted:May 30, 2011    Reads: 59    Comments: 1    Likes: 0   

It takes time to fly,

time to mend a heart,

and time to move on.

Nobody said it would be easy,

I just hope it's worth it.

Worth putting my heart back into the line of fire,

worth giving up his memories, both good and bad,

in order to love again.

I keep telling myself I won't be so foolish this time,

but I am already seeing signs of my love struck stupidity.

I try to hold back my feelings,

and not reach out to embrace him.

I don't want him to know I want him.

I can't have him knowing that I need him.

But it's far too late,

I've slipped too many times.

Reached out when I should have been holding back.

I have every right to hate love,

to not trust my own judgement,

but I don't.

For some time I had myself convinced I was better off alone,

despite my own knowledge that I need love,

I was so convincing,

I even believed my own lies.

Then he came along,

though truly he'd been there the whole time.


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