As I walk the streets,
Trying to clear my head from the thoughts of you,
However hard I try, I cannot.
And my heart keeps asking this one question;
"Do you realise how much I care for you?"
As I walk along these streets,
My eyes stray across a couple holding each other and kissing,
This image infront of me teases and tantalises me,
As I walk past them barely three feet away,
I hear the unknown man whisper just loud enough to his partner;
"I love you."
These simple three words draw a powerful picture,
And evoke a magical warmth in one's heart.
With tears streaming down my face I walk away.
Walking down these streets alone with only my heart for company.
Stopping at a street corner, I take out my wallet and open it,
My fingers trembling not from the cold, but my own welled up feelings.
I take out a picture of you,
As tears fall on your picture, staining it with tear drops,
I whisper just as that man did;
"I love you, and always will."
It is a love I can only feel, for you don't see me in front of you.
I came across the ocean, to your country,
I followed my heart and my love for you.
I wished I had told you in a email how much I loved you.
I arrived to your city and called you in the soaking rain,
I asked if I could see you, and you laughed through the phone,
Your laugh and your cold voice that followed, broke my heart.
You said before you hung up,
That I was just a game, just someone you could 'waste your time with'.
And then you hung up the phone on me.
And now I am on this street corner looking at your picture,
That you sent me in an email.
Tears stream down my cheeks, imagine a grown man cry.
People see me cry and they cross the road to be away from me.
And I realise that I followed my love to another country,
I step onto that busy road, not realising that a truck is coming around the corner,
My thoughts are just for you.
As I walked these streets, unknown to me,
I don't see or care about the truck that is trying to desparately break,
My last thoughts and my words are of "I love you."
The next day, you were notified of my death.
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