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I Could Imagine You
This is a poem i stumbled upon in one pinoy forum. It touched my heart like how it touched the person who posted it on that website. I posted this here so others may learn from the author's experience. So that others may avoid the pit of living a life with regrets. - the "what if's..", "if only's..", and many more.
It may be lengthy but it's worth one's time. Nothing has been added to the content of the poem.
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The deeper you love the more it hurts when the other person does not feel the same way. Confessing your love for someone requires great courage and this poem beautifully expounds the heartaches one experiences as a result of rejection.
I Could Imagine You
Author Unknown
I could imagine your eyes, bright and lively
Excitement coursing through the pools blue sea
Your hands moving animatedly
Gesturing and talking in ways your mere words could not extend
I listened patiently
Fascinated
Not with what you had to say,
but in the resonant sound in which you said it
Inside I secretly ached
because I wanted to have been the one to bring such life into you
I thought of telling you then,
but I didn’t have the strength to
I could imagine your eyes, hooded and downcast
Anger fusing to cause electricity in your stormy skies
Your hands clenched in fists of rage
Tight and rigid on your lap
I listened cautiously
Furious
Not at you and the way your reacted
but with the way she made your voice tremble
Inside my fury burned
because I wanted to have been the one to make you feel such intensity
I thought of telling you then,
but I didn’t have the will to
I could imagine your eyes, coy and sly
Passion dilating your pupils
Your hands open and slick with sweat
Rubbing over your jeans to dry them
I listened painfully
Jealous
Not because you felt bliss and joy,
but because you felt it with her
Inside my heart broke
because I wanted to have been the one to bring you to such a fervent pitch of desire
I thought of telling you then,
but I didn’t have the courage to
I could imagine your eyes sad and pained
Unshed tears creating a wall of anguish
Your hands trembling like a child’s
Shaking as they cradled your head
I listened silently
Miserable
Not because of you
but because she had caused you to feel such hurt
Inside my heart was torn
because I felt sorry for you and her even though I secretly wanted to have been the one whose name you sobbed
I thought of telling you then,
but I didn’t have the heart to
I could imagine your eyes, distant and weary
Your eyelids shutting out the world
Your hands limp like rags
Hanging lifelessly on each side of your body
I listened intently
Desperate
Not because I was drinking in your every word,
but because I was straining to hear you speak a word at all
Inside my heart was cold
because I could not comfort you when you needed me the most
I told you then,
but only because I couldn’t find any more reasons not to
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The deeper you love the more it hurts when the other person does not feel the same way. Confessing your love for someone requires great courage and this poem beautifully expounds the heartaches one experiences as a result of rejection.
I Could Imagine You
Author Unknown
I could imagine your eyes, bright and lively
Excitement coursing through the pools blue sea
Your hands moving animatedly
Gesturing and talking in ways your mere words could not extend
I listened patiently
Fascinated
Not with what you had to say,
but in the resonant sound in which you said it
Inside I secretly ached
because I wanted to have been the one to bring such life into you
I thought of telling you then,
but I didn’t have the strength to
I could imagine your eyes, hooded and downcast
Anger fusing to cause electricity in your stormy skies
Your hands clenched in fists of rage
Tight and rigid on your lap
I listened cautiously
Furious
Not at you and the way your reacted
but with the way she made your voice tremble
Inside my fury burned
because I wanted to have been the one to make you feel such intensity
I thought of telling you then,
but I didn’t have the will to
I could imagine your eyes, coy and sly
Passion dilating your pupils
Your hands open and slick with sweat
Rubbing over your jeans to dry them
I listened painfully
Jealous
Not because you felt bliss and joy,
but because you felt it with her
Inside my heart broke
because I wanted to have been the one to bring you to such a fervent pitch of desire
I thought of telling you then,
but I didn’t have the courage to
I could imagine your eyes sad and pained
Unshed tears creating a wall of anguish
Your hands trembling like a child’s
Shaking as they cradled your head
I listened silently
Miserable
Not because of you
but because she had caused you to feel such hurt
Inside my heart was torn
because I felt sorry for you and her even though I secretly wanted to have been the one whose name you sobbed
I thought of telling you then,
but I didn’t have the heart to
I could imagine your eyes, distant and weary
Your eyelids shutting out the world
Your hands limp like rags
Hanging lifelessly on each side of your body
I listened intently
Desperate
Not because I was drinking in your every word,
but because I was straining to hear you speak a word at all
Inside my heart was cold
because I could not comfort you when you needed me the most
I told you then,
but only because I couldn’t find any more reasons not to
I could imagine your eyes wide and startled
Your eyes looking away
Your hands fidgeting restlessly
Nervously running through your hair I listened abjectly
Depressed
Not because you didn’t care,
but because you cared too much to let me dream
Inside my heart shattered because I thought my word had ended
I thought of dying then,
but I couldn’t find the words to tell you
I could imagine your eyes, sympathetic and pleading
Your brows furrowed out of concern
Your hand stretched out in from of your body
Reaching out to me I didn’t listen then
Hollow I walked away,
not because you hurt me,
but because I was hurting myself by looking at you
Inside my heart cried
because all these years spent imagining you -
And all I ever wanted was for you to imagine me, too.