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Aug 2011
We seem to walk listlessly about searching for anything but joy in what we already have. In youth time drags on, passing unbearably slow. Then one day you wake to find you are left wanting… wanting more of everything and anything; something to satisfy, to feed, scrambling, tripping to get to the top…

The top of what?

A need to feel full…

Full for what?

Time moves fast, too fast now and the only point to it all I believe is love, love of that girl, that boy, love of family or a friend. That companion to pass the time with, to enjoy what you have together, knowing you are not and will not be alone.

I want to let you get close… to hold you so close. I am afraid of what you think when you look in my eyes. I want you to think I am beautiful and I long to hear you speak to me thus, to know your truths and have you speak openly, easing my fear’s, calming my mind and touching my heart.

When I find you, I will simply know. I will love with an open mind always communicating my thoughts, my feelings. I will not judge or demean you, but let you teach me, learning the ways to your heart. I will keep it safe providing all that it needs… yes love, you give me the courage to keep going, walking forward and when my feet falter it is love that helps me stand again. I do not believe in ever’s and never’s…

I believe in communication, understanding, I believe in grey, the ability to learn, in tolerance, and I believe in the people around me to do good not by my standards but by their own. Yes love, I see and feel you in every day; and every moment that passes I believe leads me on my path to you.
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