Love,
Yes...I would call you that
Even when you tell me
You can feel goosebumps
When you hear it
Or when you just want me
To call you baby.
Love,
Before you truly tell me
That you want to be with me
And that you'll forever love me
Or promise to stay by my side
And wake up each morning
Giving me a warm hug
Or just a kiss on my forehead...
Let me ask you one thing...
Love,
Would you still give me your heart,
Would you still hug me tight,
Would you still think I'm your Ms. Right,
If you find out about my dark past,
If you find out about the mess
I've been trying to hide,
If you find out things you never thought
would have happened to me
Or I would've done?
Love,
I know you might be taken aback.
And I won't blame you
If the next morning I wake up
And won't find you by my side,
I won't ever blame you
For leaving the flawed and messy me.
I won't blame you if you feel mad
Or wary or distant.
I won't blame you if you chose
To part ways with me
Than stay by my side
And be hurt even more.
Love,
I will let you go
And I won't ask you
To understand me
Or feel pity towards me.
(Because pitying me
Would only make me feel
Even more mad at myself)
I won't even ask you to stay.
Love,
I just want to let you know
That before you say you love me too...
I am a person of secrets,
Of flaws,
Of mess,
Of wounds
And scars.
And despite all those things,
The feelings I had for you,
They're truer than true.
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Language of the Heart
PoetryThey say that poetry is how the heart talks and communicates with people. So I wrote my own collection of poems... which are written straight from my heart. ~A collection of poems written from experiences especially hidden feelings that the author n...
