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Love is Difficult
It's hard for me to explain how much I love you.
You have no problem telling me every second that you love me and that you will never leave me.
But I have a hard time using my words
to tell you how you make me feel every time you touch my hand
or plant a kiss on my forehead while I nap.
It creates a tornado of butterflies that begin to flutter in my gut.
You put me on this pedestal
to show me off to the world with how much you love me.
And I am not used to it, my dear.
No one has done this for me before.
Or they do and just throw me to the side later.
You make me feel like a goddess with how you worship me daily,
giving me offerings of your love and affection,
in the form of gifts or special moments.
I bask in the shower of it all
like one would bask in the sun on a lovely spring day.
It is really hard for me to tell you how much I do love you.
Because you mean everything to me,
and this isn't something that I'm not even really use to.
But I really do love you, Sunshine.
With all my heart.
You have no problem telling me every second that you love me and that you will never leave me.
But I have a hard time using my words
to tell you how you make me feel every time you touch my hand
or plant a kiss on my forehead while I nap.
It creates a tornado of butterflies that begin to flutter in my gut.
You put me on this pedestal
to show me off to the world with how much you love me.
And I am not used to it, my dear.
No one has done this for me before.
Or they do and just throw me to the side later.
You make me feel like a goddess with how you worship me daily,
giving me offerings of your love and affection,
in the form of gifts or special moments.
I bask in the shower of it all
like one would bask in the sun on a lovely spring day.
It is really hard for me to tell you how much I do love you.
Because you mean everything to me,
and this isn't something that I'm not even really use to.
But I really do love you, Sunshine.
With all my heart.
Published 14th Mar 2020
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14th Mar 2020 6:08am
This poem is making me mushy. Hope this person how much you love him. Keep on writing.
17th Mar 2020 6:32pm
OMG!! so relatable for and to me!
i used to think i only did this in my youth
but due to my being an empath
i sometimes to this now -- in my aged years!!
" You put me on this pedestal
to show me off to the world with how much you love me.
And I am not used to it, my dear.
No one has done this for me before.
Or they do and just throw me to the side later. "
i've done this more than once during my 50" and 60"s
and scared off a < would-be > companion.
i appreciate Your spill
n FEEL and meaning.
i used to think i only did this in my youth
but due to my being an empath
i sometimes to this now -- in my aged years!!
" You put me on this pedestal
to show me off to the world with how much you love me.
And I am not used to it, my dear.
No one has done this for me before.
Or they do and just throw me to the side later. "
i've done this more than once during my 50" and 60"s
and scared off a < would-be > companion.
i appreciate Your spill
n FEEL and meaning.
