Falling For You - Poem by Nicole Baker
To My Dearest Love,
Each and every day I pine for you, wanting to be close to your body, to be able to smell your scent and taste your skin on my own. I would love to hold you close to me and tell you how important you are, how special you are and not let things get in our way. I need to tell you that you shouldn't be dragged down, be torn apart by people as if they were savage dogs fighting over their meal, because you are worth more than that.
I wish I could tell you in person how I felt for you, but you make me stutter and blush like no tomorrow, you make my palms go all sweaty and mouth turn into a desert, it doesn't matter how much water I take, the dryness seems to never go away.
To have you and to hold you is my dream.
To laugh with you seems so distant, while crying for you is my nightmare.
I hate it that we're drifting apart like this.
It feels like we're two very different people now, not like how we were in the beginning.
I miss that you know, what we were like in the beginning, care-free and happy to see each other, now if feels like it's a chore, a burden upon my shoulders that I cannot seem to shake.
I don't want to feel like that anymore.
I want to be that care-free person you liked in the beginning again.
I wish I could be that person again, but I don't know how.
Guide me... be my eyes as if I was blind, be my ears as if I was deaf, be my mouth as if I was a mute.
Hold me close to you and tell me everything will be ok.
I want everything to be ok, but it's not going to be is it? We're just two very different people. Two different people who are on two different currents. We're going out separate ways extremely slowly. Don't you see it also? I can't be the only one who sees it. Just tell me what you really mean, from deep within you, not the first thing that seems to appear in your head, but look deep into your soul and tell me the truth.
Because I can't help it.
That I'm falling for you.
Forever and Always Yours
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