dating

Poetry

As Much as I loved You

It’s been over 30 years

And you still have a place in my heart

I’ve tried to bury you

Beneath so many others

Others who made me feel less than

Something you never did

Yes, we were young

Yes, we didn’t truly know

Anything about life

And what it would throw at us

But what we felt was true

As true as young love could be

Now I’m afraid

Afraid I have been ruined

By a deep love

That will never again be

And though I am sad

And wish I had been what you needed

I know that you are loved

That you have loved

After me

After us

Poetry

Will I

Ever have a normal life

Living with this thing

I never asked for

Ever be loved

With my faults

Not what’s in my core

Ever get to know

What true love is like

With someone I adore

Get to live

A normal life

Will you open the door

Please see who I am

Aside from my faults

See who I am… one you can feel something for

Poetry

Wish

I wish I could tell you

The truth versus the lies

But lies make me seem

Better than what I really am

I am a mess

Something no one

Is willing to take on

I like you so much

But I know soon you’ll be gone

When you know the truth

About who I am

My lies to cover up

That which I’m ashamed

You leave me behind

Like they always do

This much work

Too much for you

I understand

That I m not perfect

A mess you would have

To live with

To deal with

Too much to respect

A liar I am

Not what I want to be

A liar I’ve been

I hate for others

To see

Poetry

There better be a donut at the end of this

Something sweet

And satisfying

Greasy smooth

Quenching that a sweet tooth

We know we shouldn’t eat

But its sweetness calls

Like new love

Something we cannot resist

Like a first love

We know it won’t last

But we have to have it anyway

It may add pounds

Like love adds baggage

There a sweet gooey center

We can’t resist

And like love

We want another

The sweet donut

That allows love to go on

Poetry

Truth

Are you actually telling me the truth

Or is it another scam

Get me into bed

Exploit my insecurities

Take me

Where you want to go

I just want to talk

To get to know you

Are you pretending

Take advantage

I would let you

Even if you are

I’m alone

Thou I want something

But truly something more

Can you be something

Something more

Than a notch on the belt

Just be honest

What do you want

Just so I know

Poetry

First Love

I recall the time

I was wearing the shirt

The one you always remembered

The one with purple flowers

We listened to a band play

A “show” we called it

Back in the day

You put your cap on me

Your blonde hair to your chin

You were beautiful to me

I knew the minute I saw you

I knew you were mine

And I was yours

So young we were

Full of love

Full of hope

Little did we know

Youth ends

First loves end

But you are always on my mind

I always wonder

If I could have been better

As time has gone on

So many things

Came to light

I wish I could tell you

Why I couldn’t

Give you what you needed

Oh I wish I could have

I couldn’t tell you

How I was hurt

In my past

How I was ruined for you

Oh what I wouldn’t give

To relive those days

To do it all over

Knowing what I know now

You were my first love

You will always have

My heart

Poetry

First Love

Do you still think of me

Twenty-some years later

Am I alone in my thoughts

My memories of the good

And the bad

So many firsts

That new love brings

As we grow older

The firsts are not the same

Innocence has been lost

Passion fades

Life has made us hard

Accepting new love

New lovers

New desires

No longer easy to come by

I long for the earlier days

When love was in abundance

I think of you

Do you think of me

Poetry

Now or Never

Ask me about myself

No topic is off the table

I can’t be the only one

Who is willing and able

To open up

To let one in

To remove my mask

To show my skin

I will bare my soul

To the right one

If you are not it

Then let’s be done

I have no time

To want and waste

Give in to me now

Or you will be erased

BW’24

Poetry

Dating Ugh

Dating in your 40s

Why is it so hard?

No magically falling in love

As written by the Bard

Too mature and done

With meeting at the bars

Having now to deal with

One another’s scars

What is it that one

Is looking for

Someone who gives you that look

That you’re the one they adore

A man with children

That you will love

A family that

Fits you like a glove

No one who has

Too much drama with their ex

Someone who isn’t

Just looking for sex

Someone who genuinely

Has no doubt

About getting to know

What you are really about

Can you match

With who I am

Will you get to know me

Will you give a damn

Poetry

There comes a time

In one’s life

Where being alone

Is a choice

Then you get

To the point

You really want

To meet “the one”

So what is

The approach

Where you can

Express your real voice

Can you show them

Who you really are

Or are will your work

Be completely undone

Will they accept you

Flaws and all

Will you meet your match

Celebrate and rejoice

Someone really sees you

Loves you for who you are

Knows and loves your flaws

Because you are their one