When love meets you in pain ... By Zoleka Mandela - March 2010
At times I can hardly breathe, thoughts of you seem to immobilize me more now than ever. I am consumed by you ...
I think I may have fallen for you. You see, I didn't realize this until we parted.
Each time I lay at night, I stare at your picture for hours trying to imagine what you would feel like laying right next to me.
I'd close my eyes really hard ...
If you were here, I would get lost in your embrace how you would hold me tightly and press your warm lips on my forehead sending shivers down my spine.
I'd swear our hearts were falling in love with each other right that second ... We held each other so close. I didn't know where my body ended and where yours began.
For a second, you'd lift my head up to yours; look in my eyes and make me promise that I would find my way to you in the end and before I wake. I'm dreaming that someday ... I will be with you.
I wonder what your love would feel like? Is it the captivating kind that heals an injured heart? The type to make mine skip a beat and then smile, smile as if it were the very first time it felt love?
"I want you more now than ever," you'll whisper in my ear as you would kiss my forehead, my eyes, my nose, my cheecks and my chin ... my neck and until you found your way back to my engorged lips. You would submerge your finger in your glass of wine and trace the words, "I adore you," on my lips; right before your lips met with mine for the very first time.
"You taste so good," you would say ... "I should really make you mine!"
Do you know how much I have missed you? I want to live in your world and I want you in mine. I open my eyes and I am crying because I realize that you are no longer laying next to me.
I realize that I may have left a part of me with you ... Or has a part of me escaped my body and found itself with you. Is it in you? Do you only have to look inside yourself only to find me there and when you're missing me the most? I am now a part of you and you of mine.
I think back to the time we parted. We held each other and said our goodbyes, I couldn't bring myself to look back; and as I drove away I could no longer hold back my tears. I knew I had left a part of me with you and that I were leaving with yours.
Touch me here, kiss me here, love me here, feel me here and miss me here ... It is here, right here in my heart where you will forever remain.
At times I can hardly breathe, thoughts of you seem to immobilize me more now than ever. I am consumed by you ...
I think I may have fallen for you. You see, I didn't realize this until we parted.
Each time I lay at night, I stare at your picture for hours trying to imagine what you would feel like laying right next to me.
I'd close my eyes really hard ...
If you were here, I would get lost in your embrace how you would hold me tightly and press your warm lips on my forehead sending shivers down my spine.
I'd swear our hearts were falling in love with each other right that second ... We held each other so close. I didn't know where my body ended and where yours began.
For a second, you'd lift my head up to yours; look in my eyes and make me promise that I would find my way to you in the end and before I wake. I'm dreaming that someday ... I will be with you.
I wonder what your love would feel like? Is it the captivating kind that heals an injured heart? The type to make mine skip a beat and then smile, smile as if it were the very first time it felt love?
"I want you more now than ever," you'll whisper in my ear as you would kiss my forehead, my eyes, my nose, my cheecks and my chin ... my neck and until you found your way back to my engorged lips. You would submerge your finger in your glass of wine and trace the words, "I adore you," on my lips; right before your lips met with mine for the very first time.
"You taste so good," you would say ... "I should really make you mine!"
Do you know how much I have missed you? I want to live in your world and I want you in mine. I open my eyes and I am crying because I realize that you are no longer laying next to me.
I realize that I may have left a part of me with you ... Or has a part of me escaped my body and found itself with you. Is it in you? Do you only have to look inside yourself only to find me there and when you're missing me the most? I am now a part of you and you of mine.
I think back to the time we parted. We held each other and said our goodbyes, I couldn't bring myself to look back; and as I drove away I could no longer hold back my tears. I knew I had left a part of me with you and that I were leaving with yours.
Touch me here, kiss me here, love me here, feel me here and miss me here ... It is here, right here in my heart where you will forever remain.
OMG...I cried when I finished reading this piece. I fell in love with him, but I didn't realize it until we decided to be just friends. I long for his touch, his presence and most importantly to be in his arms. How does one fall for someone like this and the other person feel exactly the same way, but in the end; either one of them want to admit their feelings?? Thank you for sharing this poem..I still miss my love.
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