I Am Alone
I love you,
But I have no idea who you are.
I need you,
But you don't even know that I exist.
So why is it that we keep on existing,
Not knowing who each other is?
Will we find one another in this life?
Or should we call it quits,
And wait for the next.
I want you,
But I have no idea why.
I miss you,
But how can that be when we've never even met?
How is it that I know the feel of your hair,
When I've never even touched it?
Why is it I know the smell of your perfume?
Could it be a lingering memory from a dream?
I wait for the caress of your hand,
Softly running down my back.
The feel of your body next to mine.
Your fingers running through my hair.
This feeling I have is so intense.
Can you feel it too?
Or am I alone?
I know the taste of your lips.
I think about it late at night when I can't sleep.
The softness of your eyes as you gaze into mine,
Such beauty, portraying everlasting truth.
The truth that we will never be found,
In this life or the next.
We are alone.
We are two wandering souls,
In this maze we call life.
Should we continue our search for one another?
Even though it is all in vain.
Yet I still find myself drawn by you.
Or is that just another dream? There is one thing, however, that I do know.
I will always be alone, without you.
By: Heath G. Schofield
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