My True Feelings

My True Feelings

 

I don’t care if you are depressed or pissed off,

I will do anything I can to help,

Even if I end up crying because of being worried.

I want you to know how I feel about you,

No matter what emotion you are having.

 

If I end up crying,

It means that I truly care about you,

Even if you do not want my help,

Or even want to see or know I am weeping.

My feelings towards you is enough to make me be worried,

No matter what your emotion is towards anything.

 

Even if you try to push me away from you,

I will just come back with more confidence and strength,

To cheer you up back to happiness or more.

I love you no matter what,

Even if it hurts me.

 

I have enough suffering,

But that doesn’t stop me from caring about you,

Because my heart is with you,

It has never been with me ever since we’ve met.

I wonder if I found true love towards you,

Because I am here loving you every moment I can.

 

You can’t push me away My Lover,

For you are my sweet baby,

That I truly care about.

From the day we’ve met,

Until the day we die.

 

You are the whole world to me Baby,

And nothing will ever change that fact.

 

Reviews

[Falling Leaf.]

One special woman to have such a poem dedicated to her. I simply loved the things you called her; "my sweet baby" just tickled me. I know, this poem is about your better half, but it made me think of a certain friend--or shall I say former friend. She was the exact opposite of you; no matter what turmoil those around her were going through, her own sorrows were her only concern. This piece made me smile. The only think I would consider changing if I were you would be changing the second "crying" in the the second stanza to weeping, so the word doesn't become tiresome.

Other than that, a great read. Well done.

Savannah

[Anthony Q Armstrong]

I put everyone else before me, I don't care what happens to me.

[Falling Leaf.]

A spectacular virtue to have. Anyone who is your friend should be honored.

[Pencrafter]

Your poem portrays a powerful commitment of loyal love. We only hope that it can be reciprocated. In the fourth verse, the line beginning with "It has never been", I can't figure what the 'it' is. It's unclear what the line is trying to say. Otherwise, your poem is well-written and clear in its message. There are many people who would love to have a companion with such self-sacrificing love.

[Anthony Q Armstrong]

It = My heart