Love is when you've waited,
for all of what seems so long.
Even when he's holding another,
you still know that you belong.
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OMG...this is like looking through a window...did you read my mind? ..thanks for sharing it.....
Actually got a lot to say about this poem Erin, but it would takr months to write the book. I know a little about love and wha it does to the soul.Love is part of the soul too but if it grows greater than the soul it may end up destroying both.NEVER put anyone on a pedstal especialy if they have shared affections. Your poem sounds a bit one sided.He gets around doing his 'Thing'.She waits dutifully and welcome him with open arms.PERHAPS consider starting an affair with someone else.When he sees that she is no longer a doormat he might show his true colours. This I would suggest is a fictional write anyway but well penned, Full of emotion and inspired A10.