I hate it when a man gets so full of himself
That his ego quickly overshadows the a Woman's
Perception of him
But it opens a Woman's eyes to see that
He is really nothing but the size of
His anatomy
You
My dear friend
are just too
Simple minded
to understand
you had someone
Who would have held
up the moon
and the stars
For ransom
Just to see the light in your eyes
And the glow in your heart
You once knew how I fell to my knees
At your minute girth
As if you had
Put a spell on me
So let me clarify
What I meant
When I said
"I miss you"
You were special to me
Like my infatuation with potatoes
You held a special place in my heart
I slept with you
Because I wanted a connection
With you
A connection where we both
Could see the moon
align with the sun
But clearly I was out ofmy mind
Because we missed it
Both reaching towards each other
Never realizing once that
We've lost our ticket
But I digress:
To say that
"I miss you"
Means that I miss the man you once were
I'm talking about the man that came and
Hugged me every day
The man that continued to talk to me
Even when I laughed in his face
The man that never stopped trying to love me
Even when I didn't want it
That's the man I miss.
That's the man I slept with.
Not you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Joy, a lovely poem about heartbreak. I really enjoyed reading this. Thanks for posting it.