My Idea Of You. Poem by Sandra Kavanagh Josefsson

My idea of you was that
you were caring and considerate.
I had put you on a pedestal
of charm and of wit.

I had dreamed of you saving me,
but it was I who saved myself in the end.
The stupid notions one has once,
when the heart has flutters sent.

My idea of you was totally different
from your idea of you and of what you intended.
I think of our time together
and every moment that I thought was cemented.

All the love lasts for me
and it is already gone for you.
My idea of you has now shattered
like the mirror broken into a
thousand pieces.
The pain of it never ceases.

My idea of you was that
you were caring and considerate.
I had put you on a pedestal
of charm and of wit.

Verse: Sandra Kavanagh (c) .20240607