My life as a poet

I Love You

I love you.

That's what it all comes down to.

Three little words that forever changed my life.

What do you mean to me?

What would my life be like without you?

What was my life like before you?

There is no before you, no without you.

Saying goodbye to you was saying goodbye to my heart.

There are no words to describe the heartache I go through each day without you.

Missing you hurts.

Worry consumes my soul when I sense something is wrong.

Are you okay?

You tell me nothing is wrong.

Are you being truthful? The question gnaws at my heart.

They worry about me.

I know they do.

The sympathetic looks, the knowing, sad smiles.

They try to hide it.

I know, I see it all.

But what do I do?

What can I do?

How do I survive without my heart?

They do not understand.

Tears have become my constant companion.

They are always with me.

I had to be strong, for you do not like to see my tears.

I try... hard, I fail.

Your smile, your laugh, your hugs, your kisses, your shoulder to cry on.

What could be greater?

Your picture keeps me going each time I feel like giving up.

But what is a picture?

Merely a piece of paper with your likeness imprinted upon it.

A picture does not hold me.

A picture does not make me laugh.

A picture does not kiss me.

Come back to me my love.

I need you.

I love you.