Her Love Poem by Emmanuel Stone

She started it all, many years ago
Said she loved me, but I was young
And in my foolishness I broke her heart.

But her heart was strong
And she stood by me at all times,
Through my insanities and my moments of grief.

Our friendship grew strong,
Though somewhere she lost her love for me
And I never really noticed, I never really cared
And in my blindness I kept running ahead.

And our friendship grew ever strong
Until one day I realised
I wanted to love her.

I kept it quiet, and my love grew
I felt she had a right to know,
And I thought she needed to know,
And this is where it all went wrong.

She danced and sung, or so she said
And enticed me to come closer
And eventually it was clear,
We were at last together.

And we had a brief time of happiness
Until my youthfulness brought cynicism
And then the tension grew.

I wanted to love her
And I tried to let her know
And one beautiful sunset,
Removed from all who cared,
We enjoyed each other’s company,
For what was to become the last time.

It was then I tried to kiss her,
But she wasn’t looking for love.

And this is the night it died,
I knew then my love was her convenience
It hurt and I couldn’t hold it,
And in the end she lost my love
But she wasn’t looking for love,
I don’t know what she was looking for.

I suppose it doesn’t really matter now,
It was all so long ago.