27 March 2010

Saying It

At first you reminded me
Of someone I'd met in dreams.
But then you started to be
Much more than she ever seems.

After a while I could
No longer remember her face.
I never knew you would
Be the one that took her place.

I was sure she would be
So many others,
But unimpressive to me
Interest eventually withered.

No one else came close
To what I had in mind.
It's hard to boast
About what you can't find.

The lady I had met
So many lucky times before,
She's finally walked
Back through my front door,

But I feel you as her now
Much better than at first.
Your face is exactly how
I've become so cursed.

Coming to you,
Saying it to you,
It's just so hard to do.
I'm afraid it'll be
Undoing to me:
Waking to reality.
Saying out loud;
Yelling so proud;
Shouting it up to the clouds.

What if those words
Undo all we have,
All we've made--
Waking to reality.
Breaking me.
Keeping it in.
Watching you.
Breathing you in.
Loving you.
Letting it out.
Telling you.
Saying it.

I'm waking to reality:
You and me,
And saying it.

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