I hoped for
“I love you;
Thoughts of you
Continue to breach
My mind.
I’ve struggled
Finding a way
To convey this,
But pride ruled
My nights.
I now regret
The mornings
Without you.
I’m here to
Appreciate your quirks.
The unique way
You love me.
Tailored to address
The pain
Previous lovers ignored.
My dreams
Became your own
Without prompt.
You believed in me
When my doubts
Urged stop.“
Instead, I’m left
Reading between the lines
Of a text.
Waiting on the next,
And the moment of clarity
I’m certain I’ll never get.
- Ellis Perry