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Feb 2014
It's only 3 little words that I want to hear

But it's those 3 little words he seems to fear

I know he will say them, I just have to wait

But sometimes words come just one day too late

I want to tell him, it's like a fire inside

But I don't want to scare him, those three words I must hide

Why can't he say them is what worries me most

Could he love another? Maybe not over an old ghost

I am not jealous or paranoid, only that answer I fear

What keeps him from telling me what I've been so patient to hear

That question is evil, it drives me insane

It makes me think things. It becomes a big game

I think he's only with me 'til she's back on the market

I'll end up alone, burnt, and broken hearted

Can it be real, if it's so hard for him to say?

Am I wasting more time with each new passing day?

This poem is about my boyfriend and I love him so

Does he love me in return? I do not know

If actions speak louder than words, I believe it is true

God please help me, I really wish I knew

But he is a very honest man, I want you to know

I asked him once before. His answer was "no."

Could it be he grew up without love

Could it be he could not tell what it was

It started out we were just having fun

If he ever left now, my heart would be done

So I think, sometimes I should go

If he ever will love me, I don't even know

He told me, after us, to heal his heart would take many years

Still from my eyes, out dropped a few tears

I thought it meant he loved me, but the words never came

Will he ever say them? Will he ever feel the same?

I am only 21, so this is okay for right now

But how long do I have to wait for his heart to make that vow

So I still think sometimes I should go

How long can I wait for his heart to know?
This is a true story (not all my poems are) and he eventually did tell me he loved me but my heart moved on by then and after he told me we broke up. We're still great friends. He waited for about 5 years after us before he started dating and before asking his wife to marry him, he called me first and asked if there were still a chance for us. It's sad that I loved him so deeply when he couldn't give in and my heart had hardened by the time he did. We just weren't meant to be and we both have amazing partners now. We remain great friends. :)  I thought I'd share a little background on this poem. Every now and then it's fun to know the history behind a poem.
Poetic Injustices
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Poetic Injustices  Via Lactia
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