Wrong

Tue, 01/14/2014 - 00:16 -- iFreyja

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Is it wrong for me to love you?
Is it wrong for me to bear
The emotions that I feel for you?
Indeed, how do I dare?
 
How selfish I must be, for sure
To let my feelings show.
Would it be wrong to love you,
And in turn, let you know?
 
Right now I feel like I should doubt
If this is really love.
For if it isn’t, what will happen
To the future I’ve dreamed of?
 
I’m afraid that this is just deceit
In the glorified word called “dream,”
And one day I will just wake up 
With nothing as it seemed.
 
So, is it wrong to love a dream
And take joy in a lie?
Is it wrong for me to want to sleep, 
Lest your mem’ry die?
 
The mem’ry of your handsome face
Is one that I hold dear.
Your smoothly sculpted features
Bring my soul to tears.
 
The mem’ry of your gentle heart;
Of your eyes, a brilliant blue,
Into which I’d gaze for hours
And gladly live anew.
 
If your brilliant eyes did read this,
(and I hope one day, they do,)
Would your heart know from the words of mine
That this was meant for you?
 
Would you sense the fiery passion
That my nature makes me hide?
Would you take the time to try and see
What I usually keep inside?
 
Not a second in my day goes by
Without you on my mind.
But do you ever think of me,
Or of the love we’d find?
 
How wrong is it for me to love you
Each day, by and by?
How wrong is it for me to love you
Until the day I die?
 

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