Monsoons

by BrokenJaw - Aquarius

God how I miss her
Her absence makes me despairing
I wish for her, inherently, like I
Wish for every breath, and every heartbeat.
All throughout the week I think of things
Things that I should tell her to help her stay
Things I believe I should say to keep her with me
I know better, and I don’t say them.
She will stay with me, I lack faith.
I’ve been bitten, and for some reason
I expect another bite… it hasn’t come..
She has assured me that she won’t bite me
So many others have bitten and promised not to
Why should I believe her?
Because she has done things no one else has.
No one else has delighted in me the way she has
No one makes me feel as happy and carefree for so long
As she
I will call her soon
We will chat about what happened today.
I shall want to say so many things before my roommate comes in
I won’t.
I will listen, rapturous to hear her voice, and still miss her.
Her voice almost taunts me; leads me to thinking
I want to tell her how much I miss her
I haven’t the words.
I want to tell her how much I love her
I cringe almost at the sound of those words
I love you
Those words have been spoken in my life
In bad times and in good
All the people I have loved have changed
I don’t want her to change
I don’t want us to change.
So I remain silent.
I worry to much
She’s sorry to much
Jim Croce tells me that no one ever had a rainbow
Until he had the rain;
We’ve both survived monsoons in our own right;
Don’t we deserve a little sunshine?

Reason for writing:

    This was written for Amber.  It's meaning is quite apparant.  It is meaningless now.    

Birth sign: Aquarius
Date created: 2000-09-28 02:57:46
Last updated: 2021-03-03 14:42:49
Poem ID: 57755

You need to log in to edit this poem if it is yours.

View more poems by BrokenJaw.