While I loved you,
but before you knew it,
You told me once how difficult it was
for you to find a girl
who would want to be with you.
And I asked,
"What about her?"
but you explained,
"Anyone could have her,"
and that was not something you'd want.
I wanted at that moment
to offer myself as a likely substitute
But I knew you would not take me
seriously
so you broke my heart slowly
with kind words,
gentle hands,
and uncomfortable silences.
And now you stand before me,
eyes wide and bright
with nervous excitement.
And you lay this at my feet,
this girl that "anyone could have"
and nearly beg my approval,
but you should know
you have always been so much more
than just "anyone"
to me.
Poet: Meredith C Hartwell
read: 151 times Rating:Date: 14 January, 2008
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