I Miss You And You And You

I MISS YOU AND YOU AND YOU (6-25-2009)

I’m not young, I’m not old.
Love is not what I’ve been told.
At middle age, I’m learning
a distant sense of yearning.


The love I’d known made no sense.
The pain of love has confused me since.
The search for love, so often failed.
Within myself, my search prevails.


Love is cruel when I miss someone,
I feel such pain when they are gone.
My comfort replaced with fear and doubt.
I must now think and figure this out.

Love is not just happiness.
Love’s pain can leave such emptiness.

My love and pain are locked together.
What is meant by the word ‘forever’?
My love and pain are intimately roped.
I struggle the risk of undying hope.

My fortitude has been built upon
the shoulders of my true loved ones.
No boundary, looking up at the stars,
I am forced by life to look far beyond.

Love once again stirs in me,
A slight care of what I want to be.
I miss the people I love and love me.
This gives me hope for my destiny.