Reads: 421  | Likes: 0  | Shelves: 0  | Comments: 1

  • Facebook
  • Twitter
  • Reddit
  • Pinterest
  • Invite

More Details
Status: Finished  |  Genre: Romance  |  House: Booksie Classic

A poem about reluctantly falling in love. Enjoy!

Submitted: February 22, 2018

A A A | A A A

Submitted: February 22, 2018




I never believed in soul mates.

Love was just a moment in time

in which two people agreed to be.

Maybe for a few years, sometimes for what felt like a lifetime.

At times just a few days.

When I wanted to be

in this moment

I could not get the timing right.

The moment was taken by someone else.

So I kept my moment to myself.

I held it.

I nurtured it and rocked it to sleep.

I never let it out for air.

I didn't water it

but its branches still grew.

My moment grew anxious at the sight of you.

It fluttered and danced as you walked by.

It’s leaves started to show

so I clipped them.

I clipped them and clipped them

but for every leaf I clipped more sprung.

A tree formed.

I saw that my tree looked a lot like yours.

Your roots flowed deep like mine.

My leafs blew swiftly in the wind like yours.

Our trunks reached ambitiously into the sky

in the same way.

I tried to hide this from you.

I said that no tree grew in me.

You knew better.

You waited.

You knew

that one day from the branches of that tree fruit would form.


© Copyright 2020 Carolina Miller. All rights reserved.

  • Facebook
  • Twitter
  • Reddit
  • Pinterest
  • Invite

Add Your Comments: