Don'T Play Me... Poem by Nestor David Armas

Sometime somehow;

I hope these words,

Reach you;

In retrospect I write,

You came into my life;

Shook my resolve,

Made me believe;

In something unknown,

You gave me hope;

And then you walked away,

Left me wondering;

What you meant,

The purpose for your existence;

In mine,

I thought I figured you out;

Or so I seemed to see,

A reflection of me;

So I wanted to reach out,

Not for the conventional;

That which love stories are made of,

No not for this;

I wanted to connect as a human,

Misunderstood;

To have the joy of someone's presence,

No commitment;

Neither to intrude in your life's plans,

Just to walk side by side;

Sharing tribulations joys and goals,

Innocently I approached;

Sincere in my intent,

I don't play so don't play me;

I wish to listen clearly,

Your honest purpose;

If I can know your heart,

But to be simply your pal;

Here for you now and whenever,

Without keeping tabs;

Not a tissue for your issues,

But a shoulder;

Give you strength,

You're not alone;

But I've always been...

(08/01/2010)