I Bleed Words Sometimes

A Little Dream

Vincent Bourilhon.

I wish so much for you to go, and grow and be.

I wish so much for you to leave.

But somehow, somewhere it’s difficult to say.

It has been difficult to feel.

 

The possibility of a together tomorrow is tempting.

It’s tempting because somehow I know It’s unattainable.

And I’m OK with it being so.

And yet, it’s difficult to see it happen.

 

I’ve wished too much lately,

But here are a few more,

You see it doesn’t hurt to dream.

 

So I wish,

I wish, that when the rain pours down on your face, you miss me,

When the same sun shines upon your frame, you miss me,

When the same moon kisses you under the night sky, you miss me,

When morning comes, you smile, knowing I miss you.

When the night puts on its armor you let down your guard and you miss me.

 

Is that too much to ask?

I think it is.

You see, no one said love would be easy.

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5 responses

  1. Thank you for visiting my blog 🙂 Nice to meet you!

    July 26, 2013 at 4:53 pm

  2. Love is never easy, but when blended with the right partner, it can be so very good! Nice poem!

    August 17, 2013 at 2:55 am

  3. yep, love is never easy. thanks for the gentle reminder. wonderful words 🙂

    August 20, 2013 at 6:10 am

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