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Reminder

I don't have to remind myself, just how much I love you
You on the other hand, seem to find the time to remind, me
that you love me
when the world is crashing and crumbling down, around you
You feel the need to explain
yet, some things are without explanations
this here reality that I am facing appears to be
a nightmare that I can't wake up from
running in the long dark hallways
all alone, all alone by myself
but am I truly by myself?
for whenever I look behind me, I see another distraction
and in front of me, yet another obstacle
I want to love you the way you deserve to be love
but what about me, would that leave me to be less deserving
of a love that catches you by the hand and secures your heart
or is it the kind of love that is at times your rock, then sinks you
I think about you all the time and I can't help but miss you
but miss me with the bull, miss me with the blame
miss me with the tit for tat in a game that remains the same
lonely nights wandering down the long dark hallways
wishing you were really different as much as you say
for whenever the tough gets going, you are as the rest
so quick to walk away
yet, you are the one hurt, you are the one seeking attention
don't want to spend the rest of my life just merely reminiscing

 Marcia S. McNeill ©2015 July 27

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