A Second Poem-Type-Thing Emerges

Again, a rough draft thought up when I've been thinking too much.

I’ve No One to Blame but Me

When we met, I knew

You’d be the one I’d want

For always and forever.

I knew the road

Would be hard,

Close to impossible,

But I didn’t know

I could be wrong.

I was so sure

Of you one day loving me

I never thought of a day

You didn’t.

From the moment we met

You were everything I imagined

When I heard the word beautiful.

Your voice,

Your laughter,

Your amazing way

Of calling me out –

Perfect.

The day we met,

The look in your eyes

I knew I’d found someone

That could help me

Never feel alone.

You pushed me

To be better

But I kept you

Away.

I let my faults

Be your blame.

The day you left

I saw my mistakes

Playing before me;

Things done

And things not done –

I was the biggest of fools.

I was so sure

You could never love me

I never imagined the day

You did.