I sometimes wonder
If you could ever conclude
The depth of my emotions
The rug you pulled underneath me
I showed you all the love I could give
It’s worrying that you do not understand love
The way I do, “I Love You” doesn’t resound
I have felt you near me, even when you were far
You say, I anchor your fleeting thoughts
Calm the storm inside you
That your soul recognises mine
But you still don’t understand my love
My love for you which ever was
I am tired showing my love to you
I now lie silent at peace
The same peace, which you said you see in me.
Yours lovingly
The Poet
A reminder that love is often not enough…an age old dilemma