A Letter To You
“I don’t love you”, I shout. But the stars don’t believe me
Staring at the stars,
I could practically feel you lying beside me.
I thought;
“Do I really love you?”
In truth,
I doubted.
I thought;
“Maybe I should love someone else”.
I really did.
But
Just staring at the stars,
My mind was intertwined
with thoughts of you still.
“Maybe I do love you”
The stars tell me
You are the one I can’t think without,
I can’t talk without,
I can’t love without.
The stars tell me
You are the one I thought I wouldn’t find.
They tell me
You are the ones stuck in the words I wrote
Before I knew it was you.
Tell me,
my dear,
What do you wish for more?
Hiding in the contentedness of your family
Or freeing yourself in my love?
It’s such a selfish question to ask
To choose.
But I must know.
I need you to speak clearly;
Would you love me freely?
I know you love me,
but you must hide.
I know you love me,
but your family mustn’t know.
I know you love me,
but you can’t.
I know I love you,
but maybe I shouldn’t anymore
Though, each time I try,
My mind cannot help but think of you.
My body cannot help but feel you.
My heart cannot help but die a small death each time I see you.
I ask,
in the eyes of the stars,
that we may love each other freely.
I ask,
in the eyes of the stars,
that I may live this life with you.
But that is foolish.
But that is too honest.
But that is too much.
Darling,
allow me to be selfish in my words.
Allow me to want to love you.
For the stars know,
I may be selfish in my words,
But I will not be so in my actions.
Choose your family over me.
Choose the peace of your family over me.
Choose your safety over me.
I will always be here to love you.
It may not be now.
It may not be in our lifetime.
But I will wait.
In the heavens,
I will love you.
And the stars will smile.
