Every Word Meant For You Poem by Louise Tredoux

I smile when you mention jealousy,
you have nobody to be jealous of,
nobody talks to me like you do, nobody
enchants me like you do, nobody fills
my heart like you do

When I talk to someone else, it is a vain
attempt to assuage the pain of missing
you, when I’m nice to another friend, I’m
practicing being nice to you – you are the
hub, the centre of my wheel of life

From you everything originates, I’m trying
all the time to fill the empty space left by
your absence as you focus on your own
concerns; not because I derive more
benefit from them

I practice unconditional love for everyone to
love YOU unconditionally, if you curtail my
interaction I’ll never get to express all the
love I feel – everything I do has YOU as
purpose and object

When jealousy makes me burn against the
people on whom you lavish the attention I
would like to have myself, I think maybe you
are practicing too – to give me your love when
we’re together again

I practice on everyone to get along with you,
Oh Beloved of my Heart, every word I speak
and think, every fantasy, is meant
for you…