i loved you enough
i love you enough to smother you in a thousand kisses
i love you enough to remember your best characteristics
i love you enough to take you on dates, and pay for the bills each and
every time
i love you enough to want to call you mine to stay up all night watching cheesy romance movies until five
when we both grow too tired to hold open our own eyes and end up sleeping in each others arms
i love you enough to want to get to know you more then anybody else has before
tell me your deepest secrets, the biggest lie you’ve ever told, the future you dream, and you least favorite chore
tell me everything there is to know about you; the past, the trauma, the ugly, and the gold
tell me everything and know you’ll always be something more
more then an acquaintance, a neighbour, or someone you walk by, glimpse at, and can’t ignore
i love you more then you’ll ever know
more then an addict’s addiction to the sweet relief of pain
more then a criminal’s boost of adrenaline running through their veins
more then an alcoholic chugging down their fourth bottle of champagne
i love you, i love you, i love you, i love you, i love love love love love love love-
…loved you.
i loved you.
loved you enough to know we were never meant to be
loved you enough to know that a spark in the sea would lead to numerous catastrophes
loved you enough to know that my love was too much for such a young girl to truly understand
loved you enough to instead fear my feelings and leave them boxed and wrapped
like a gift ready to be handed off to the next for the sake of enjoyment for another person
i loved you enough to where I silently screamed so loudly that not even a peep left my lips
i loved you enough to the point where my fist balled up so much that my knuckles went snow and my fingers broke punching my wall because i couldn't punch you
i loved you enough to know that you deserved that punch
but i loved you enough to not throw it
enough to talk with you but never get in the way
to instead of speak with just smile and wave a good day
enough to never say it to your face
that I love you.
but now it’s too late.
g. m.
(original poem)
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