ILY In A Name

Many ask me why I won’t.

A question was all I can have them told.

Reality was I never wanted to get hurt.

Keeping my heart, cold as stone.

I wandered off, to only know I’ll be alone.

Leaving memories, longing not too far.

Opting to only become what I thought I’d be good.

Vigilant not to have, not to hold, nor feel.

Emotions never wanted shown, never want to exist.

Yet there came one person, amidst the rest.

Only the one who I never thought would mean best.

Untimely & unexpectedly, it was that same person this poem was made.