Twas 12 am, in the soft of the night,
12 am in the glow of a lamplight,
When you whispered, “I love you more.
You love me, but i love you more.”
I still remember feeling my heart melt.
Still remember the warmth i felt.
That someone loved me despite my mistakes.
That someone was messaging me, to say hello ‘fore i was awake.
The reassuring touch of your hand;
You pushing me over into the sand.
For once in my life, I found myself living a dream
Or so it seemed,
But as i finally found, your words were an illusion:
All part of a delusion.
As the rot which had long set made you break,
And suddenly, my little world was left in your wake.
I found myself gazing into space-
Wondering how one can say ‘i love you more’ to the face
Then break and run
Spurning the said and done.
My puppy love suddenly was faced with a rude awakening,
As i discovered how it feels to have your heart breaking.
All throughout, i remembered that night, “i love you more.”
I finally realise you just said it then, but didn’t mean it at all-
When you said “I love you more.”
Didn’t know you didn’t mean it at all.
Sometimes I wonder if you loved me ever,
And at times I wish you never.
I no longer know if what you said,
You actually really meant.
If there ever was a time when you loved me,
I just can’t see how it could be.
But i loved you, still love you like before,
And sadly i’ve come to see: i love you more
Love you more . . . .
Story behind the poem:
Well, I don’t think there’s much to say. I got the idea to this poem while at work. Wrote it that night in the middle of a pretty difficult time. This poem is dedicated to Chik.
“When it’s all said and done, there’s more said than done.”