Just an idea I had, so I wrote it down, and decided to post! My first poetry work!!!
Sometimes I wish that you could read my mind.
Then you would know that what I feel is true.
You think that I love him.
I did once; I don't deny it.
But we were never more than friends.
You should know.
You ask me about it almost every day.
And I am tired of reassuring you, day after day,
That you're the only one I see.
When I think of love, I don't think of him
Anymore, I think of you.
You say to me, "I'm so far from perfect."
But can't you see that that is perfect for me?
God knows I've seen my share
Of suffering, and cruelty,
And jealousy, and despair.
But I have also seen love.
And know I feel it with you.
So why don't you read my mind?
Just something that came to me when I was re-watching Odyssey (it's available on iTunes).