why? Why did i let him to love me when he didn't know how? Why did i let him to kiss me one the forehead like no one before, why, when he's not even aware what that means to me? Why did i let him to know me, my secret desires and dreams and goals and wishes – my everything, 'cos everything was for me and for him and he's just not aware,will he ever be? Why did i let him to hear me, when he wasn't listening? Why didi i let him in my life,when now, my life is slowly fading away without him – you know everything is different and weird now and i hate it Why did i let him near me,when his presence is killing me one step at the time? Why did i opened myselff to him when he doesn't know how to value that? Why did i let him to control me when he can't control himself? Why did i let him to see me naked in my spiritual world /way of thinking and creating and expressing? Why did i let him to treat me like a queen,why cos that was just an illusion – my fault? Why did i let him to see me laughing and smilling – that was for real you know – why when he can't see that,when he cannot see that when i'm laughing,well it has to be a good joke,special one,from the heart? Why did i let myself to love him when he doesn't feel the same way? Why did i… Why,just tell me… Why did i called him my princes familiar,when he wasn't even aware of what that meant to me? Why?!? I'll tell you why… 'cos he said i was his best friend and true friend,his only real friend 'cos he said he loved me like he never loved anyone before 'cos he showed me how much he was actually bleeding (i was and still am the only one who can actually see that) 'cos he said that i always know if hes not in the mood,without even asking him 'cos he showed me how much he loved me 'cos he said he'd do anything for me,only for me 'cos he said i was the best thing that has ever happened to him ,and i still like to believe that 'cos he said he loved all my parts – my honesty, free spirit, the way i think, the way i smile, the way i dance, the way i sit, the way i observe, the way i always listen when someone has something to say, the way i treat him, the way i love the fall, the way i love deserts, books and the rest of the zillion things that would describe me 'cos he said he loved when i was near him 'cos he said he would like to live with me 'cos he said he would like to spend one more Saturday with me – you know, just two of us sitting on the bed, talking, laughing, breathing, sharing, revealing and just being who we truly are 'cos he said… 'cos he said many interesting and caring things…such as «i love you»… 'cos he said… and now…now,everything was just an illusion – my fault everything he said was just toooooooo good to be true…but the problem is, i still believe him…maybe everything wasn't an illusion?...my fault,i'm the guilty one… 'cos i believed him (still do) so why? Why, again –why? Why did you said all this, claimed all that, why when everything was just a dream, not reality? ************** god bless, marina
I like the question answer format in this poem. It really brings out the power of the poem more than if you just wrote it in the straight rhyming format. Anyways awesome piece man.
i really liked it, very powerful i think because it's all such a universal thing, everyone can relate ..
would like to thank u all for your comments.it feels good to get some feedback from the reader.when i write i think about nothing,my emotions lead me thru the writting process and words come out so naturally,and since english is not my first language i don' have mayn poems written in english...i actually just wanted to thank u all for sharing your thoughts take care and god bless, marina
