In my life,
no one has touched me
quite like you do.
I know I am not your type,
hell, I’m far from it.
No dream can ever be too big
to believe in.
And I am a believer.
I wish I could verbally express
all the emotions that rage within
but alas,
only the poet can speak
words that deserve to be spoken
with such eloquence.
I can’t make a decision
without hearing your voice
inside the chambers of my mind.
I can never be what you want
and what you need.
Yet the hope still survives.
What is this emotion
that flourishes within?
Why did it have to be you?
Time could not wait
for the journey to begin,
it had to show me you
before my feet began to move.
Or maybe it is because of you
that they move forward.
I want you to understand,
I didn’t want to care for you
as much as I do.
It just happened that way.
I have to leave
as it is written among the stars as so
but someday, somehow,
the fates willing
I will find you again.

© Johanna Fugitt 2017