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Write a story, she said.
You have a way with words.
Write a story just for us.

Write a story I would like,
A story that would make me smile.

Write about our first night.
That magical night.
A night of passion,
Pleasure, and delight.

The night I made you mine.
The night you made me, yours.

Kissing me in the right places.
Lingering, at the right spots.

Your touch,
Sending the right messages.
Oh God, my heart wouldn't stop.

That night was great,
One like no other.
The moon has come out to play,
Let us make this another.
I saw you over there,
Across the street.
A beautiful angel,
With a smile,
Even more pretty.

I glance your way,
I can't help it.
I trip,
I almost fall,
But its totally worth it.

You saw me looking,
Catching my gaze,
Holding it.

My heart races,
My body starts to sweat.
I look away,
Panicking.

I take a moment,
To act like I wasn't looking.
Eyes darting around,
Pretending;
Like I was looking for something.

I gather up the courage,
To look at you once again.

I turn my head to you.
And all I see,
Is an angel,
Smiling back at me.
This could've been us.
Laughing, smiling.
Happy beyond our dreams,
With no care in the world

But you broke my heart.
You chose another one,
Instead of me.

How could you do this to me?
I gave you everything.
But for you, that wasn't enough.
I loved you so much.
****!
What the hell did I do wrong?

Was I too nice,
Or I wasn't playful enough?
Was I too aggressive,
Or did I tease you too much?

Tell me what I missed,
Please, I don't understand.
Just tell me something.
Anything.
Talk to me.
I can't take it anymore.

**** this!
Why does love hurt this much?
I thought you were the one.
I thought I had it all.

I don't know what I did.
To make you walk out the door.
I can't help but think.
That it was all my fault.
Write a story, she said.
You have a way with words.

Write any story.
As long as it's yours,
I will always read it.

You can write about our first kiss.
Under the moonlight,
Candles lit.

Lilies on the table,
Rose petals on the floor.
The band was playing our song.
We danced all night long.

You held me in your arms.
I felt a warmth like never before.
You whispered into my ears.
Saying all the right words.

You looked into my eyes.
I looked into yours.
You smiled at me.
But I smiled first.

You leaned in,
I reached up.
The sparks were flying.
My body tingling,
Electrifying.

Then again, you looked into my eyes.
And I looked at yours.
Then we kissed some more.
All night long. . .



Enchanted (#SheSaid - Chapter 1) - https://hellopoetry.com/poem/3232567/enchanted-shesaid-chapter-1/
Write a story, she said.
You have a way with words
Write about us.

The day we met.
Under the sunset.
On the water's shores.
Overlooking the ocean.

The day I saw you over there.
We caught each other looking.
Our eyes met.
I shied away.
Giggling, as I turned my head

I looked again,
And you were almost there.
Walking up to me,
With a smile on your face.

Before any words were said,
I was already, enchanted.
I'm so sorry
I never meant to hurt your feelings.
I tried and tried.
I tried to tell you so many times.

But always waiting for me was a smile.
Breakfast in bed, at the right times.
Always there, to kiss me good night.
Never faulting, ever the gentleman.

Your company, always a delight.
The host with the treats,
The guest with the gift.

You were always happy,
Always kind.
The nice guy.

I didn't want to take that away.
I didn't want to make you cry.
How do I tell you I don't love you anymore?

You remember the dates,
You always put me first.
You do everything right.

So, How do I tell you that 'perfect' isn't making me happy?
That 'Mr. Right' isn't enough for me.
It hurt every single day.
I just didn't know what to say.

I'm sorry.
I never meant for you to find out like this.
I know I messed up,
Please, forgive me!
This poem is a response to an earlier published poem. See link below:

'Under The Tree' - https://hellopoetry.com/poem/3212169/under-the-tree/
You never had time for me
But you went to see him.

I called for weeks.
Hoping to see you,
Even if it was for a minute

But you said you were busy.
Had things to do.
Things that could not wait.
Things that were more important,
Than anything.

Imagine my disbelief.
When I saw you under that tree.
Holding his hand; smiling
Laughing, bearing all your teeth.
Touching his face, affectionately.
Leaning in, going for a kiss.
My God, I couldn't believe it.

I thought we had something.
I thought you said it was just me.
I thought you said I was your everything.

I'm not even mad or angry
I'm only sad,
You never looked at me.
The way you looked at him.
This is the first part of a two-parter, titled 'A Conversation Between Lovers'. Enjoy.
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