He Who Hesitates
I knew it was love when I first saw your face
you were younger by far, but that’s no disgrace.
When we were introduced I could see in your eyes
that you felt the same; what a great surprise.
Our respective partners were also in this uncrowded room,
so we couldn’t make a date, besides it was much too soon.
Discreetly we smiled for the next two hours or so
and your eyes told me that we had further to go.
At the end of the evening we said a polite goodnight,
but deep inside we felt that this wasn’t right.
Our paths didn’t cross again for quite a long time,
but the instant our eyes met I knew you were mine.
With butterflies in my stomach and I felt excited inside,
your eyes and smile told me that we soon had to decide.
But nothing was planned for we dared not take the chance
on breaking our partners hearts for an uncertain romance.
Whenever we saw each other our feelings were still there
even though we had not said just how much we care.
Each time you smiled you brought a fluttering to my heart,
but when you were with your partner it tore me apart.
Can you remember when our fingers touched one day?
We stared at each other and didn’t know what to say.
My aching heart was throbbing and beating so fast
I thought it would explode with an almighty blast.
I’m sorry my darling for not asking you to be mine,
we could’ve been blissfully in love for all this time.
And now my heart deeply hurts whenever I see you,
you’re with a different partner and pregnant too.
poem by Orlando Belo
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