I Still Love You

I still love you, my love,

but it is a love of habit.

A knee injury that predicts rain.

Memory is an avid seducer

I write to you because I have to

Because I can't imagine life without writing to you.

I hardly know you anymore

Nor do I know who you are in love with,

Or really care.

On occasion, I ask myself

What is the nature of the obsession?

But I no longer ask

I accept it the same way I accept

my life of daily follies.


Poetry by Ashe The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2017-05-06 at 05:35

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I fully understand the words and feelings:)
You have this natural way of involving your reader.
There is something so soothingly identifiable in your work that makes your reader crave.
Its a super gift!

France England
My love, to be in love with poet to poetry and a heart that dreams of me as I dream of you would tame the inner most heartache I have had to endure. I love because I am love; seeing my parents kiss and slow dance just like young lovers do; oh to be just like them with you. What is in me is what I am made of, flowers picked road-side free just because, window shopping with a purchase because it would look so nice on you. I expect nothing in return; well maybe a smile. I love you because this is all I know my dear love. Wonderful!

"Memory is an avid seducer"

this unique line seduced me.

Bravo Poet! ))

Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
I know the feeling (it's nicely expressed). It doesn't make sense at all.

Ivan R

Lovely read. Sad when life makes you
stop caring. I know what that's like.

Jamsbo Rockda The PoetBay support member heart!
I liked the first title too. The reference to the knee injury made me smile. Habits and obsessions are hard to break. They have something to do with the way our brain is structured. The message from this that I got was that we never really stop loving, but we stop caring. I liked it :)