What Love’s Supposed to Be
I’ve accepted I’m not the one
For you romantically
But you never shared along the way
Your doubts or fears about me.
I miss you terribly, my dear friend,
I’d hoped to be your wife,
I wish now we’d begun as friends,
Since you’d still be in my life.
While I’m still in love with your dear soul,
I’ll take friendship over nothing at all!
But if you miss not one thing about me,
This will be my very last call.
I’ll always cherish you dearly,
Your soul, your heart, your dreams,
How do some people just say goodbye?
Where true love once was gleaned.
Maybe love is supposed to be like this,
Two people meet and fall in love,
Then one realizes the timing is wrong,
And must follow their feelings from above.
For some, love looks so easy,
Two people meet and fall in love,
But maybe their stories are more complex,
Unseen challenges already resolved.
Isn’t love supposed to be easier?
Why does it bring such grief and complication?
In my eyes anything is sufferable,
As long as love is the basis relation.
What I miss about you most, my friend,
(Well I guess I can’t pinpoint one thing),
I hope my invitation for friendship
Is accepted as welcoming.
(c) 2003 Joy Marrs
