Perhaps I may be mistaken,
Please correct me if I'm wrong.
But weren't you supposed to be….
Loving me?
The gentle caresses to my face,
The playful tousle of my hair,
I thought for sure that was evidence of you…
Loving me.
Could it really be that I mistook the piercing gaze of your eyes
And the intensity of your kiss?
Was the strength of your embrace and the comforting of your tone
meant to depict something other than you…
Loving me?
It seems the tide has changed
and it has become harder for me to feel
the tenderness of you…
Loving me.
Sometimes I sit and wonder
Confused, in a daze, trying to figure out
Just when was it that you stopped…
Loving me?
I ask you for some confirmation.
I search your eyes for a clue.
I am certain that when you stare back at me
You can see me…
Loving you.
Every night when I pray and each morning when I rise
I give thanks for all of my blessings.
In those blessings I include…
Loving you.
As my day gets underway I find a smile creeping constantly on my face.
It comes from the mere thought of…
Loving you.
The quickened pace of my heart,
The noticeable change in my breathing.
Who would imagine that I could become so excited simply from…
Loving you.
And now the wind has ceased to propel the sails that kept me afloat
on life's continuous tide.
My spirit is sinking lower than the sun at the horizon's edge.
It's visibility becoming scarce as it becomes lost
to the obscurity of darkness.
With the absence of the light comes the stumbling of feet
that are now unsteady on a path once familiar.
Arms outstretched I feel my way around blindly in search of anything
to bring me back to the satisfying, secure feeling of…
Loving you.
The pleading of my heart falls on deaf ears as frantically it tries
to grasp a moment of times past when there was no question of you …
Loving me.
There is a cold gust of emptiness that clasps firmly around my reaching
fingertips and pulls me into a lonely embrace.
It blows cruelly in my ears,
Claiming my very soul.
Bitter tears fall on now icy cheeks.
Resignation washes over leaving reality in its wake.
What I mistook for you…
Loving me,
Was merely a reflection of what we both had in common.
We were both…
Loving you.
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