Someday I'll be Able to Tell You

A question from a past forever gone..

I don’t understand why you are crying, my love

these tears upon your face are cold

but I, too, am crying just the same

though the tears upon my face are searing fire

Is it normal to be upset when you are

to be mad, sad, when you are?

I’ll live a long and happy life with you

right by my side

to be the only love you’ve ever known

and tell you stories in the dark

I seem to need you like my lungs long for the air

your face and your touch keep me alive

I’ve had dreams about you, crying on my shoulder

and then we kissed and I couldn’t breathe

but those were just dreams

in reality, I know you’ll never feel beyond this closeness

I’ve never felt okay with that

I shouldn’t be in love with you, still, this way

but I am

and someday, I’ll be able to tell you

Author's Note

All of my poetry comes from the heart.

Reviews

[just is]

you have a inique way of holding a potic ability
without one rhyming word, I love it.
This is so touching and deep.