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Jun 2014
You needn't fear being forgotten.
Most people only get one life,
One person to make them memorable,
One chance to leave the world
Different
Than it was before.
But darling, I couldn't care less
Who thinks of me once I'm dust.
I have done enough thinking
Already
And the day
Is young.
I have this chance
To love you for the rest of my life
And I will use it
To carve your name into every stage I step on,
To make you real to every person I ever speak to
So that anyone on earth who knows me
Knows you
So that anyone on earth who loves me
Loves you.
It is already like that, you know.
Quietly, subtly, I have shown the people who care about me
Who you are
Who you've made me
And they have fallen in love with the marks you have left
On my skin
And on my soul
Just like I have-
Unwillingly, unwittingly,
They love you
As much as I do.
And they have no idea.
You
Have no idea
That anybody who loves me loves you
That anybody who admires me
Is admiring you
That I sing you to every audience I ever stand before
That I give the joy you woke inside of me
To every stranger I ever smile at,
That I show the tenderness you bathed my soul in
To every friend I ever comfort
That everything I ever touch
Becomes you.
That is what I am. That is what I've chosen to be,
With my silly gifts
And my chances.
I've already given them to you.
You just
Don't know it.
I've chosen to be the girl who loves you.
And whatever I do in this life that is incredible
Or kind
Or brave
Or beautiful
Will be yours
Will be my ecstatic shout to this whole world
That I love you.
And I can't think of anything
I would rather live for
Than being absolutely, unequivocally
Sure
That this place will never,
Ever be the same
Because you were in it.
Mikaila
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Mikaila
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