Today, a friend of mine share this poem with me. I don't know why but as I start reading, my eyes turn watery. I don't know what to write already. I'm seriously affected by it.
Enjoy the poem.
My love for you is something I'm afraid of.
You're all grown up, and I am still a kid.
You tell me that you love me. I believe it.
But something in me says this isn't good.
You touch me and I melt into your yearning.
You kiss me and I never want to stop.
I dream of you whenever I'm not with you.
And yet I cannot trust you - not just yet.
Yes, love and trust must always go together,
And it's a sign of trouble when they don't.
You are a man, and I not yet a woman,
Too young to know exactly what I want.
You say you'll wait for me, which makes me happy,
As I, too, wait for me to find my way.
Years are sunlit space for me to grow in
Until we can love boldly, eye-to-eye
By Nicholas Gordon
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