Let me say what I should have said before
I want to tell you that I love you
But I don’t know what that means
I make fun of myself because I want to keep you happy
That’s my idea of being vulnerable
I never learned how to say I’m afraid of being hurt
Instead, I learned how to hide my feelings
And I’ve gotten so good at it
That I don’t know
What my feelings are anymore
In fact
It scares me
Some nights I wake up in tears
And I wish I could explain why
But I don’t know
It’s like the me in my dreams
Processes all the emotions
The me awake failed to
I don’t understand this love thing
So every time I write a “love” poem
It’s always the metaphors
And never the feelings
Because I don’t know what these feelings are
I just know that when I hear love and your name
It feels like the two go together
If I had to take a guess
I’d say it’s the feeling I get whenever I hear your voice
And I like that feeling…
A lot
Wonderful site! Beautiful poem!
Beautiful poem! I felt the love!