Poem about a love lost |
I When did I start loving you? Not when I first saw you, When you strut into the room and took a seat, You were just another competitor to beat, When did I start loving you? Not when we became friends, Even as you opened up to me, You were still attached, and I loved being free. When did I start loving you? Not when I said I liked you It took me a long time to admit, But “like” is not the same as “love” – is it? When did I start loving you? Not after our first kiss, God, I’d been so nervous, That kiss turned out disastrous! When did I start loving you? Not as you snuggled beside me, Although you kept your hand on my knee, We were both more focused on the TV. When did I start loving you? Not whenever we argued, When you would give me attitude, And leave me feeling upset and confused. When did I start loving you? Not after you called it quits, I didn’t do much to persuade you to stay, I just stood there and let you walk away. II But if I never started loving you, Why does your absence make me so blue? Why am I constantly reminded of the times we spent together? Why can’t I put you out of my mind forever? Why can’t I start afresh with another? III When did I start loving you? Surely not whenever we argued? But why could I never stay mad? Why did the thought of hurting you make me so sad? Maybe I did love you then. When did I start loving you? Surely not as you snuggled beside me? But how can I picture so vividly, Your beautiful smile; your eyes, bluer than the sea? Maybe I did love you then. When did I start loving you? Surely not after our first kiss? But the moment your lips touched mine, I felt shivers down my spine, Maybe I did love you then. When did I start loving you? Surely not when I said I liked you? But why did my world suddenly feel right, When I ‘fessed up that night? Maybe I did love you then. When did I start loving you? Surely not when we became friends? But why did I constantly, Want to spend time in your company? Maybe I did love you then. When did I start loving you? Surely not when I first saw you? But why do I remember, Every detail of that day in September? Maybe I did love you then. ..... How do I tell you I love you? How do I tell you I always have? |