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The Premonition
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ESP Member Elite
since 2000-01-25
Posts 2556Floating gently on a cloud.... |
The Premonition I had a premonition... He’s going to dump her, Though I know not when or why. I told her of my foreboding, shared with her my fear. She confidently assured me he liked her too much to leave her. She told me not to worry, but worry I do: Maybe he isn’t all she thinks he is. Maybe he doesn’t care if he hurts her. How much does she mean to him? What if he’s playing with her feelings? I remember hearing bad things about him... Not wanting to believe them, trying to forget. Now I can’t help but wonder if they’re true. I don’t want to see her get hurt by him. I don’t want to see pain instead of happiness in her eyes. If only I could sort their words into facts and fiction, And then tell her only what is real. I hate not knowing....I wish I could be sure. I wish I could forget about it, But I care too much to bury my head in the sand. I feel I should do something Yet I don’t know what. It’s hard to do nothing in a time like this, Waiting for Destiny to make it all clear. Are tears and sorrow awaiting her? How much longer will her happiness last? She believes in his affection for her... I want to believe in it too, Only I’m too afraid for her. It might all turn out OK but it’s the “what if” That bothers me, nagging at the back of my mind. Is this just another of life’s obstacles? Will there be a silver lining around this lump of coal? Will he keep giving her the happiness she deserves... Or is this nightmare of a presentiment going to become a reality? I have so many questions...where are the answers? Perhaps only time passing will bring them to me. If only I had all the answers... If I did, I’d know if pain was waiting for her, So I could protect her from it. All these worries and concern must be The price I pay for caring. Does he know how lucky he is to be with her? Does he appreciate her affection? Does he know what he’d lose by letting her go? If he could answer ‘yes’ to each sincerely, Then there would be no problem... But what if he can’t? It’s all so complicated, Why can’t life be simple, straight-forward and clear? If it were, he’d truly like her as she does him. As it is, one cannot be sure... What if he’s pretending to like her? What if he’s already planning to dump her? Who knows? Only those who aren’t willing to talk, Those whose silence breaks innocent hearts, Those who watch drama unfold with a secret smile... Those who know but don’t care, For those who care simply do not know. If everybody looked out for everybody else, There’d be no sorrow. Tears would be replaced by laughter, sweet and merry. No one would be sad... As it is, we face unknown evil daily. It is a risk we take....for risk is freedom. I hope the freedom she gains from giving him her affection Is worth the risk she takes of possible rejection. |
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Isabelle Member
since 1999-08-25
Posts 176Indiana |
I really like this poem. It fits a situation I was in a couple of years ago. Welcome to Passions. I hope to some more of your work. Isa =) |
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