About the Poem
Her name was Jen. We had a deep, passionate love for each other. Endless nights did we spend love-making. Every encounter more heated, more passionate, more vibrating with life, more real, more true. But there was a catch. Our love affair was long distance - Montreal to Toronto. We kept our love alive by visiting each every weekend we had off. And when I’d leave her she’d always cry (as if I was her sea, her sun, her sky). Our partings were full of "I don’t want you's": I don’t want you to leave; I don’t want you to miss me too much; I don’t want you to find someone else - we can make it work; I don’t want you to stop calling; I don’t want you to stop coming to visit even though it hurts so much when you’re away). So one day after visiting her I combined all the I don’t want you phrases with the endless love I had in my heart for her and wrote this poem.
I Don't Want You |
by Avilla |
I don’t want you To love me forever, Just for the rest of my life I don’t want you To tell me never When I ask you to be my wife. I don’t want you To miss me too much But you can kiss me until I catch fire. I don’t want you To do anything Unless it’s what you truly desire. I don’t want you To be a dream in my life, A ghost or a non-entity. I don’t want you To be anything at all But right here next to me. |