Mr. O vs. Mr. N

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"Mr. O is the love I've always known, while Mr. N is the love that's grown.

Mr. O is my childhood dream, my prince charming, my fantasy it seems, while
Mr. N is the man in front of me, flawed yet real, the one I want to be.

With Mr. O, my emotions he controls, but with Mr. N, every feeling unfolds.

Mr. O makes me feel safe and secure, yet pushes me to the edge, making me endure, while
Mr. N brings both smiles and tears, reminding me that vulnerability is nothing to fear.

When Mr. O gives me space, I feel cold and empty, a void without his embrace, while
Mr. N gives me room to breathe, yet still warms my heart, a love that won't leave.

Mr. O brings out my best, his expectations I must attest, while
Mr. N brings out the worst, pushing me to strive and quench my thirst.

Mr. O taught me how to love and be, but Mr. N showed me how to love and see.

With Mr. O, my imperfections he seeks to mend, making me the best version to transcend, while
Mr. N accepts my flaws with open arms, teaching me growth and how to be calm.

Mr. O is someone I can live with, a life that feels so complete and myth, while
Mr. N is someone I can't live without, his absence filling me with doubt.

Mr. O is the epitome of love and desire, urging me to reach higher and higher, while
Mr. N is the missing puzzle piece, completing me and bringing me peace.

Mr. O taught me to fight with both hands, conquering life's challenges and demands, while
Mr. N holds my hand and whispers, 'Together we can conquer, no matter the odds.'

In this confusion of love's embrace, torn between two hearts, I find my place."

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