I love you, but you break my heart.
Why?
Because I am never going to be sure I can be what you want, even thought I know I can be what you need.
I cry myself to bed each night with my heart breaking.
I read your thoughts from afar.
I see a person very similar to me.
I see a lost young man.
Now is your chance to be epic!
Now is your chance to be a hero!
Take me into your arms and fight away my demons.
Protect me from my worst enemy.
Save the day for me.
Save me.
But you don't.
You want nothing from me, but to leave you alone.
So, I honor that request.
And now, you think I hate you.
You don't speak in words, but in your actions.
I don't.
It hurts too much to be around you.
I've got to have my own life, too.
I have the right to be happy.
And I promise you, I will be happy, with or without you.
I see the truth now.
You're a lost soul I can't save.
I'm a lonely person that can only save herself.
Honestly, I would have loved you for you.
I would have encouraged anything that you wanted that makes you the best you can be.
I would have discouraged behavior that could only harm you.
But, you don't want me.
So, go, I will.
One day, you will stop breaking my heart.
©2006 S.A.L.
Writer's note:
2/10/06 - I know, fool is nowhere in this poem. So, why fool? Who's the fool? Me? The person that inspired this poem? Honestly, I don't know. Maybe we both are. Yes, this poem is a personal poem. I haven't added any poetry to my site since I met the person that inspired this poem. I was afraid it would be too hokey, too sappy, or too obvious. It probably is too obvious at this point. I don't care. Writing is a form of letting things out.
