Not The Best Poet

This one's probably weird. This is basically an imaginary conversation to my love who doesn't know he's my love. Once again. Enjoy or criticize as you wish :)

I'm not the best poet. You may be just that.

I'm not the most talented, outgoing or exciting person. You are.

I'm probably not anyone you would be interested in. You meet all of my qualifications.

You might not know I exist. The thought of you colors my daily existence.

If you have any memory of me, it is fleetingly insignificant.

...My small memories of you take up an unhealthily large part of my heart and my mind.

You live more 3,000 miles away. Closer to 4,000 if I want to admit it to myself.

I don't even know you beyond a couple of exchanged words.

And yet, you consume me. My heart and mind changed forever when I saw your face and heard your voice.

No one makes me laugh like you or think like you or cry like you. And that means so much and I wish I could tell you.

And when I had the chance to tell you how special you are and how strongly you affect me? I said next to nothing. 

I believe "Oh" was the most profound thing I said.

I had you there IN MY ARMS and I said NOTHING. Not a word. Not "Thank you for existing and being a light in a dark world." Not "Thank you for being YOU." I smiled and you went on your way. 

And what would I expect you to do? 

At that point you probably didn't even know why you bothered being nice to me in the first place.

I'm sorry, and if I ever get another chance, I will be sure to let you know what a special and unique being you truly are. Or so I say.

I never say what's on my mind. You do and it's art.

Author's Note

I'm not worrying about structure so much with this poem, but let me know if you notice anything awful anyway.

Reviews

[KCthelastboyscout]

Imagine if one of your parents felt the same way as you did and never took a chance. then you would have to do some Back to the Future nagic and try to get them together.
I think you were very creative creating anxiety about expressing your emotions to that certain someone.
I think we all understand this story very well. well done

[AriesGirl]

Thank you for your kind words and thoughtfulness. I appreciate it! Glad you enjoyed this.

[Julia.Moore]

A passion for haiku poetry began during world literature studies, inspired by its ability to convey profound ideas in a few syllables. Many of these haikus, capturing life's fleeting beauty, are featured in the book Blue Harlequin. Read the full article to explore the beauty of haiku poetry: https://aoidemagazine.com/what-is-haiku-poetry/