Words

There was this guy once,

he was a friend, an enemy and a lover

but a far from that I’m not sure what else to say.

Writing these words is hard, hardest its ever been,

and I’m not too sure why.

Is it because you've never hurt me like the others,

or maybe I've haven’t felt enough,

or maybe felt too much and can’t form words to say about it,

or possibly knowing I can’t have you.

Whatever it might be I’m intrigued to find out why.

You helped, you healed, you created wounds,

without even knowing it either.

Its all pretty magical that way.

The way people can have affects on others without even knowing it.

Its the power of thought, and image, and choice of words,

and how those words are formed,

as lies to deceive,

as hugs to comfort,

as little love letters to share the warmth in our hearts.

And forming these words is the hardest,

because I’m not sure how I want you feel after reading this.

Deceived from the lies, comfort from the hugs

or the warmth like a hot cup of tea gives off.

Author's Note

there are some references in here that only "he" would get.

Reviews

[Sami Khalil]

"as lies to deceive,
as hugs to comfort,
as little love letters to share the warmth in our hearts.
And forming these words is the hardest,
because I’m not sure how I want you feel after reading this.
Deceived from the lies, comfort from the hugs"
A nice read and write...Well done...:)

[zainul]

Wonderful use of words to express the feeling of love and confusion.