When The Person You Love, Loves Someone Else

I watch you stare at her back; silently saying a thousand “I love you’s” with your gentle gaze

If only you could see me looking at you that way

When you talk about her, you say her name as if it was hand-picked by a dozen Angels

Well, I am no saint, but I would be whatever you wanted me just to hear you say my name like that one time.

If you ever got into trouble, I know that you would want her to be the one to rescue you

But know that I would get there first.

 

I always wonder how my things would look at your place;

My lipstick on your favourite mug,

My photograph hung up on your wall,

My body intertwined with yours…

 

Everyone tells me that I am deluded

That I am wishing for something that will never happen

Like waiting at home for a parcel that never gets delivered

But it is said that good things come to those who wait

So I would wait a hundred years to be the woman you come home to.

Reviews

[April Mitchell]

Awe!How sweet and romantic!I am a sucker for poems like this!