Why me?
Why among all your admirers, me?
Why with all that you have to offer, me?
No, I do not say, that I believe you think of me in such a way.
A such a way, that makes others ignored throughout your day.
I know I offer you love, and affection, as well respect and acceptance with no rejection.
With all of your perfection, why me?
I dare not accept it into my heart, for I have always had it ripped apart.
With all of your offers, why me?
In the nights I hold your attention so tight, hoping and praying that I am right.
With so many so immediate, why me?
Why?
Throughout life we are fortunate to experience one love. In rare moments we might even find another when one ends. Some are from unique and far flung situations, destinations. Do we deny these? What do we do? What do you do when faced with that unbelievable moment with that unbelievable person that can only be a dream? What it if it a love that can only exist from afar? With life through electric vines relationships are different now. Do you accept and have a love that may or may not ever be touched? Do you deny it and move forward in misery with that illness growing inside of you like a thing eating you alive?
This is a universal writing, inspired by universal forces.
LMP
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You know what you wrote about it at the end more than the poem got to me x
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A good friend wisely told me ‘Joy is simply sorrow unmasked’. 🙂 Every one of us is worthy, each one good enough to be deserving of love, each one have enough to give love. Namaste!
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As Florence says above – we are all deserving of love.
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I agree with Florence and Serins…EVERY person is deserving of love and a foundational principle of love (a verb–love is action) is showing and giving RESPECT. So, just saying, if you truly love someone show them respect, whether it is through electronic vines, text messages, pen and paper or face-to-face in the harsh reality of the very real world. And, that is all we can do. An open heart is a must to love and open hearts can be hurt…so easily. Protect the heart you’re holding…it is truly our own we hold, too
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