The Rhythmic, Blue Cat

Poem Fifty-Eight ♬ - Too Much Easier

It's too much easier
To talk about the frustrations.

Love is no exception,
But now it's let to some complications.

I promise it's not that bad,
Really,

I do indeed know it's real,
Truly.

My doubts have gone
Dead, in the back of my mind,

My heart knows no doubts,
You're wasting your time.

I'm sorry,
That's a bit harsh,

But I've been through the fog,
Through the marsh.

I don't need to hear it,
Know that I dread it,

If heartbreak is in my future, fine,
You can't protect me from it.

But that's okay, I promise,
It's a part of life.

And this will be alright, one way or another,
It won't cause a terrible amount of strife.

Please let me try this,
My first true meeting of love.

Let me love my old friend, please.
It never comes from the obvious dove.

✎
April 2, 2017
Just something that keeps coming up...
    What kind of feeling does this stir in you? I'd love to know.