Counting

I used to count how many times a day you said 'I love you.'

Both hands, all toes, barely enough

What happened? Where has it gone?

My love has not changed but I have trouble telling you so.

I wish I knew that was the same for you, but I don't.

Where has our love gone?

When will it be back?

I am tired of the fighting, hurting, the distance and the pain

I want my love back but I don't know were it is.

Tell me where and I will get it, I will go no matter how far or how long it takes.

I used to count how time you said 'I love you,' what is there to count now?

 

How can I just let it go?

 

Reviews

[Amber "Victoriomantic" ..]

Very open and honest poem. Very brave of you, and touching. Definitely a poem that all can relate to.

[H]

The first verse is best!

"I used to count how many times a day you said 'I love you.'
Both hands, all toes, barely enough"

I absolutely LOVE that.

[KatieDaray]

I really liked this poem :]

[Dominic Moofun]

Aah. I miss my baby now.