As I close my eyes and smile gently I imagine a brave me.
I imagine I stretch out my arms and feel myself almost touching the stars.
I pull my hand back and then I realize, that for only that brief moment you make you give me that high.
It ends quickly and snaps me back to this life, this life of you and I however, there is no you and I,
There is only what you want with taking me less and less into account,
As I hear you speak I gently close and open my eyes, but I tend to open them softly.
I tone out your words, our conversation and that I don't need to imagine me reaching the stars.
The only star I need is and will always be by my-side.
Those eyes, that smile that laughter and tender kind heart, seems selfish of me to ask for anything more than what I have already birthed in this life.
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Always tend to think about my daughter when I write poetry. This poem in about a women who imagines herself without her spouse but realizes that what she can possibly ask for is already by her side which is her daughter.