Once I had hoped that my thoughts
Would transcend the vast distance
And space between us
Maybe a thought or hope
Would become tangible
In its effort to be noticed
A word here or there
A subtle nuance
Revealing my true feelings
Carried on the wind
Or written in the stars
Would reach you
And you might understand ...
But you were not open
To my need of you
Or perhaps not aware
You did not hear me
Or my words
You did not feel my presence
Oblivious to how I felt ...
Perhaps you knew
But did not want to know
Or did not care
How would I have known?
You did not say
You should have said ...
But now is it too late?
Since you come to me again
And your warmth
Touches my heart
And comforts me again ...
Touches my heart
And comforts me again ...
For that was once
And in the past
When I put aside
All of my dreams
And remained
One heart, one hope
Alone but together in my singularity
My future, always one of uncertainty ...
Poem - Dianne Dawes ... ♥
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