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Clive Blake Jul 2017
You could have called it a blind date,
The manner in which we first met,
But one that was truly desired,
Not one made for some stupid bet.

A year has now passed since that day,
My life then so completely changed,
When my future was realigned,
And not just merely rearranged.

With the little sight I had left
I really liked what I first saw
But my social skills were lacking
And my emotions were red-raw.

She saw through my anxieties;
The pain I had coped with for years,
She seemed to sense the imprint left,
By many invisible tears.

Empathy was her strongest suit,
That was obvious right away,
Her bright sunny manner ensured,
We had an enjoyable day.

It’s strange how two can so quickly
Be bonded and then become one,
And all seeming as natural
As the rising of the dawn sun.

With the little sight I had left,
I really liked what I first saw,
And I knew the feeling was mutual,
When she nuzzled me with her nose
And then offered me - her paw …
Born Confused Apr 2017
You, sir, I wish I know
How did you do it
And you, sir, will never know
How bad I wish I could deny it
But yes.
Somehow
I am charmed by you

Never have I
Expect to feel this way again
With just a simple meeting
A messed up one, I insist
You swayed me
To your rhythm of melody
Now my heart dance
To the music which I
Happily sing along

I wasn't sure of my heart
I'm fond of you
That, I know, and I'm sure about
But is it something more?
Or is it just a fulfillment
Of my loneliness and bore?

But, sir, my fingers froze
To write to you
To even send a simple hello
Let alone to tell you how I feel

I am amused of myself
How I able to write here about you
But so, very, disappointed
That I don't have the courage to write to you
So here we are
At a point
Where no one said a single word no more
Strangers again. With memories
And how I wish
It didn't turn out this way
And how I miss
The conversations I had with you

And so I wish you read this space
In hopes the feelings get to you
Edit: No explanation needed. We turned out to be just as I expected. Strangers with memories

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