madamleslie

**Just thought I'd post a poem I wrote**

Love...

How can you say that you love me unconditionally
When your love comes with so many conditions?

You ask me every day if I love you,and I tell you I do,
But love isn't just something you say -
It's in every color you see and everything you touch -
Everytime you go to the park and see and elderly couple unable to walk apart because they've been together for so long...
That's love.

Love is passion - obsession -
Love is waking up next to the same girl every morning
And still seeing every part of her as beautiful,
Even the little things you can't stand.

You want to know everything about her -
Her dreams, her childhood, her life,
How she spends her time away from you.
And she shares this with you
Because she feels the same way -
Because she's obsessed with you too.

She's the reason you wake up and smile
Even when it's raining.
She's the reason you sing in the shower
Even if you can't carry a tune.
She's the reason you can be by yourself and just laugh
Just by thinking of some moment the two of you shared.

But I can't admit that kind of love for you -
Because if you can feel that,
You can feel pain too.
The pain of watching her holding someone else's hand,
Watching her kiss someone else's lips,
The pain of her walking out the door too soon,
The kind of pain that destroys your heart.

I have never loved you any less than the day we first met...
But I can't love you any more than that either.