A Poem to the Lover I Never Had
To the One Who I Couldn’t Call Mine
One of the best things in life is not simply a thing
They are inviting and welcoming just like the first blooming flower after a long gloomy winter
They are those who make us feel warm, like on a soft summer’s night where the winds blows gently and the night sky turns slowly
They are the ones our heart longs to hold to soothe our beings after a hectic day
They are the ones who love us throughout chaotic nights and tear stained pillows where we do not love ourselves
They are the ones who lift us up after our souls become too heavy to bear on our own
They are our greatest companion who fill our heart with hope and our mind with endless dreams
They are the ones who we turn to at the end of the day, rooting and cheering them on as they do to us
Sacred they are to our gentle and broken hearts, our hearts mended by their hands that we long to hold
We belong to each other because the bond we hold is a tie, a knot in promise of cherishment and commitment
You, are to me a gentle sprinkle on a hot summer's day, a light breeze among the field of flowers we roam at dusk, a hand to hold in times of darkness where one cannot bear to open their eyes
You, are who I allow myself to become weak for, who throws my caution and fear into the air to be taken away by the wind
You are more to me than I’ve ever realized, and whether that is a blessing or a curse is not for me to decide
You, are the one I cherish, the one I love, and you are to me what I wish I was to you
About the Creator
Ashley Ramos
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