The only place I can speak truly is on Protagonize, because no one knows me personally, and the person whom this is about will never see this.
I’ve been trying to think
What it is that makes me love you
And why I get this feeling
Of giddy relief from your eyes.
I think that when one talks of love
They must never be specific
Because trying to figure things out
Can make everything seem trivial
Love shouldn’t be understood
It should be mysterious
Treasured, and valued.
My greatest treasure
For all the good that is does me.
There’s a feeling of being whole
And when I’m not with you,
That feeling turns to aching
You and I
We have a bond
I don’t know if you can feel it
But if you can
I wish you would
Do something to reveal it.
This little musing
It’s miles away from poetry
But it was something that needed
To be said.
Whether or not
It’s something that’s been heard.