On Loving You Poem by Hal Caufield

On Loving You



I had this thought last night,
It came to me at a sad moment,
While Roy Orbison's 'Crying' played,
I despaired that you may not love me.
Just then, an archangel whispered, 'Psalm 14.”
Affirming that loving you is like believing in God.

You see, in my deepest dark moments of doubt,
When I've questioned the existence of a loving Father,
I’ve always fallen back on this simplest of truths:
Only a fool would believe there is no God.
A truth confirmed when I’ve wonder bustling streets,
Looking for divinity in depth of each strangers eyes.

Believing in God is rational, because if He exists,
There will surely be bliss upon my death.
And if He does not exist, I shall never know
The depth of my mistake.
Yet I shall have had the joy and peace of having believed.

Loving you can be heartbreaking at times
I am only human, filled with all associated doubts.
You have never uttered the words “I love you.”
But despite the pangs of late night doubts,
I can fall back on this simplest of truths:
I would have to be a fool not to love you.
A truth affirmed when I see the Love
In depths of the blueness of your eyes.

So it is infinitely reasonable to love you.
Because if you love me in the end,
I will have a taste of heavens greatest bliss.
And if you do not, I will have lived
The happiness of having loved you.
And that is joy enough for me, alone.

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