Laebedah's Poetry

[laebedahs]

My heart bleeds for you
she who makes it skip
she who cares for me,
she, the one I care for.
Tears come to my eyes
as each day I pass without her.
The broken heart bleeds.

Can it be mended? Ah, yes
but someone has to tend it.
Someone has to care for it.
That someone could be her
Should be her
Might be her.
Will be her.
Hopefully, her.

Come summer’s break
a path will open
one of hope
my hope.

On this path she may tread
towards the arms
of the one who loves her.

[laebedahs]

I long to hold her in my arms
to brush my finger across her face
and stare her into eyes forever.
I wish to hold her closely
oh, to kiss those lips
to feel her warmth against mine
and run my fingers playfully through her hair
I know not what I would do with myself.
Would I die?
Would it just seem like it?

If she knew the way I felt
more than just knowing I like her
what I write
what I long to tell her
would she be afraid?
Or would she embrace?
Would she be with me?

If only that could be!
But I know
it may never be.

So many question I know may never be answered.
I know I should not get caught up
with what does not exist
but I cannot help myself.
Is it loneliness, despair, discontent?