I believed in you, in me, in love. I believed in us.
I believed, my love, I believed.
I believed when the raging waters came, we would cling together and that we could weather any storm, my love.
I believed, my love, I believed.
I believed you were the one for me, that I was the one for you. I believed we were the halves to make one another whole.
I believed, my love, I believed.
I believed my heart would never break. I believed in a once in a lifetime love, a passion unmatched. I believed, my love, I believed.
I believed your touch, your smile, your embrace would heal every pain. I believed, my love, I believed.
I believed we would be a family, that we would create a bond that would find deep roots and grow. I believed, my love, I believed.
Maybe I was foolish to believe that something so perfect could ever exist, but still I believed, my love, I believed.
When we said goodbye, my love, I believed I’d be alright.
I believed, my love, I believed.
I sit here broken, confused, wishing for one more chance at happiness, my love. I believed in so much, my love, but now I’m learning that no matter the pain in my heart, goodbye, it is, my love, goodbye.
Even so, my love, I believe. I still believe.
Here's my confession: I did write that poem. Those are my deepest thoughts, contained in a poem. And, yes, I still believe.
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