Pulling Stars

I'm grasping at my yearning,
My love so dear,
Compassion withstands.

Everyday I am learning,
And am overwhelmed with fear,
Of how time sifts like sand.

Try to block the thought,
And be happy and present,
But inevitability beckons,

Love is swift but lofty,
I'm starting to resent,
With each passing second,

I am growing weary,
Holding on too tight,
My anxiety tripling.

I often act leery,
Just at her sight,
Wasting and crippling.

I love her,
Yet time is fleeting
And I'm afraid I'm pulling stars.

Reviews

[just is]

Love is swift but lofty,
I'm starting to resent,
With each passing second,

Love this part, kinda of emotional as well.
Very nicely written and expressed. enjoyed this write.

[Rebecca Leigh]

Thank you for reading... this write was extremely emotional for me... I'm glad you enjoyed it

[jacob erin-cilberto]

love works if we let it, give it breathing room...but if we try to force it, we choke it to death...
we have to trust or there will never be a forever.
j.

[Rebecca Leigh]

Thank you for reading J... I am not so sure it's trust that is the issue, rather the lack of time given to another

[emipoemi]

wow......!

what a poem to come back from hiatus with! Took me a couple of reads to get into it, but I'm into it, and I enjoyed it. Very profound and thought-provoking with a stellar musicality. well thought out well constructed, simply well done!

[Rebecca Leigh]

Thank You for reading and for your wonderful feedback

[emipoemi]

my pleasure