Lost Love, Real Love

by Glenn G   Jun 21, 2018


I met a woman when my life was at its low
Suicide had grown heavy like a weight around my neck
She looked like an Angel and seemed to rid me of my woe’s
Her make-up was light, her beauty so real
She did nothing special but seemed to ooze sex appeal
I waited from day to day to wake up from what I knew must be a dream
But her kiss, her taste, her touch, the sound of her voice felt so real

One day we went out, we were like old friends catching up
We were never really strangers, just two minds who had been sharing a dream
Life’s deprivation of love, hope and tenderness began to fulfill our needs

Eventually, I was her B-doll and she my Love Bug
Overwhelmed by each other’s sight we made love night after night
We watched our friends argue and many times they would fight
But when bedtime came, our bodies intertwined for a rest-full night

I asked her to marry me and we built a house on a foundation of happiness
We seemed to be beyond the days of misery that took others down
We worked all day, but she was always home in time for my kiss
Supper on the table and each day more delicious

Her birthday came, I took off work
Hid dozens of presents all over the suite
Made dozens of clues to give her a head start
She found the first under her pillow a ring in the shape of a heart
She pulled it out, gave me a kiss of love
Read the clue in the box and off she flew
Thirty minutes later she had found all her treasures
But it was the smile on her face that was really the true pleasure
Love, there is nothing better, more fulling or motivating in life.

One day my wife took a job that took her away from home
It was a goal, an opportunity she’d worked hard for and who was I to say no
She was good, the money was great, and I couldn’t have been more proud
Something became different, I could feel a distance that was new
Within a few months she looked me in the face and said I no longer love you.

Some might think I withdrew into myself and longed for death
But I find some solace by looking back on the time she gave me a blessing
I know who I am, and I know what I am capable of
I’m just waiting patiently for my real love.

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  • 6 years ago

    by Ben Pickard

    Glenn, this is a wonderfully detailed account of a relationship's journey from the start to the end. But what I like about it is - rather than bemoan the conclusion of it - you have taken the positives and continue to be ready to welcome a 'real love' when it comes.

    Well done and good for you,

    Ben

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