Tell me not to love you,
Tell me not to care,
Tell me not to want you
When I see you standing there
With eyes so full of sadness,
With arms that ache to hold,
With lips that beg for kisses
And endearments left untold;
How can I never touch you?
How can I never know
Again that tender passion -
How can I let it go?
That other half of everything
That I have finally found -
The mirror of my spirit
That my heart is wrapped around;
Just tell me how to do this,
Just tell me how to start,
Just tell me how I'm going
To survive with half a heart -
If you know the answer
And if you really care
Then pretend it doesn't matter
When you see me standing there;
Whatever your emotion,
Whatever face you wear
You'll see in my reflection
For we're two halves of a pair;
How sad to find the spirit
That compliments your soul
And never get the chance
To blend the halves into the whole;
Next time I will find you
After darkness turns to light -
Next time we'll remember
And next time we'll get it right!
Linda Ori
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/next-time-2/
