Me and You

in you i saw a fit for me,
and i wonder
if you too felt something with me
but for whatever reason
was hesitant to let those feelings free...

 

...i am everything i said
and no lie was spoken when
you said between you and me
was trust and honesty.

 

at least through my eyes,
from my perspective,
as naive as it may have seemed.

 

i go through waves and surf
the emotions of suppression;
remembering you and forgetting you,
the love, the joy, the depression.

without your physical presence,
somehow i feel you're present,
strong and gentle fingers touching
me and driving me mad.

 

amidst the beauty, i want to
throw you into a fire,
burn every memory of you
i ever had.

 

or not...

 

...i just miss you
and frustration drives me mad.

 

you'll never see me say this
until i know for sure
that your mind is tainted
also with the memory of me
with similar maddening intensity.

when i know without a doubt
that my ghost haunts you too
and makes you, like me, want to shout
and drives your mindframe as insane,
then maybe i will let my emotions out.

 

maybe i'll open my arms wide
and receive you home
after this long divide...

 

...cause what i thought was gone
is always here with me... this
craziness, these emotions, so strong,
may be the end for you and me.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Written in my notebook a short while ago, edited and now, kind of reminds me of my high school tone. :-/

Updated reflection:

I also realized that I made some double entendre statements in this one (I.E. Last line "may be the end for you and me" - could go one of two ways... The end as in eventually giving in to each other til the end comes (a lifetime thing) or the end as in madness consuming a person to the point where the only choice left is to let go.

Strong feelings can cut two ways - good or bad. It's usually up to the person feeling them to gather the strength to live with them or find a way to kill them (if the feelings can never be fulfilled). It's frustrating when one keeps persisting in an emotion beyond reason and beyond actions/steps taken to let such feelings go. And that is where this poem was born.

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