My Babe

• by Frank Wacaser
• 2 years ago

We were in the service and stationed at the same base. I'd seen her at the PX a few times. I knew she was the one I wanted. I learned from one of her friends that she was Catholic. Our conversations became deeper and more often. She would need a Catholic wedding. The conversation was always considerate. I was due to go to another base. I had to have this beautiful lady for my own. I talked to the Catholic Chaplain at my new base. He graciously agreed to give me the necessary instruction and would accept me as a new Catholic. In my training, it happened that I was transferred back to the same base where my love was. She was much more comfortable learning about me as time went on. The base chapel, which is no longer there in central California, was open to us in 1945 for our vows. That love was born in 1944 and my love stayed with me through thick and thin and 3 beautiful daughters until cancer took her into her heavenly home in 2001. I miss her to this day.

• by Alejandra Isabel Chavez Vargas
• 5 years ago

I like to read poems like this because the struggle of love is something we can all relate to. My boyfriend and I have been in a long-distance relationship for almost a year. He fills my heart completely and there is no one I have loved more in my life. But when I have come to see him or he comes to me, it always breaks my heart to have to leave his side. I wish I could spend all my days beside him and laugh, cry, and even fight with him but next to him. And not just to a screen or a picture. Although I know the struggle won't be forever for there will come a day when I won't need to leave his side anymore. And that day all my tears will have served a purpose, to be the payment of the happiness yet to come. I love you, Salvador Alvarez Ochoa. Our love story has just begun. Sincerely, Alejandra Isabel Chavez Vargas.

• by Morgan, Fresno
• 10 years ago

I met my first true love at 17. Now we are 24 and still so much in love. I relate to this poem because in this short time we've been together we have been through everything you can think of and with our 4 year old daughter. Sometimes it feels like we only keep trying because of her but wen we look each other in the eyes every night before bed I realize we keep trying because we love each other deeply and unconditionally and as the poem says we are stronger together as a team.
I love you manuel muah!!

• by Anthony, New York
• 10 years ago

This is a beautiful poem it reminds me of my first love I was only 14 and she was 16 we were together for 2 years we enjoyed the same things in life sports, skating and just loving each other. Until I did her a favor walked her friend home through a park late at night, her friend wanted to have sex with me and it happened. A few weeks later my girl friend found out what had happened and she slapped me in the face and I'll never forget it when she told me we were through. I walked away as I wanted to cry. I have never loved anyone like her before and still think of her for she went to Germany with her friend and was killed by a speeding car. That hurt me so much and I can't ever forget, and it was my fault. We were to be together forever and Because of me she isn't here anymore .

• by Pippa
• 10 years ago

I loved a boy, his name was Carl, I kept getting my friends to ask him out for me, he never did say yes. Then I asked him myself, he said yes! Things were great for about ten weeks and I loved him more then anything, I thought about him all day, I dreamed about him every night. Then he told me he loved me. Two weeks after that another girl came to our school, a girl prettier than me, a girl who was perfect at everything. He went for her and started swearing at me and being really mean, I guess it was his way of saying "I'm sorry but were done". But no, then after three whole weeks of dreaming, crying and thinking of him, I got over him, But even now, when I've left the school and never talk to him with emails or texts or Facebook, I still think about him everyday and sometimes cry at night. You see, even when you have your besties by your side every step of the way, you never really forget that one guy who made your heart beat faster than a thousand bees wings.

• by Princess Brown
• 11 years ago

Yes it has very much. I loved a man smile but someone how his actions spoke louder then words he said he loved me but somehow it was all a front but the poem touched me because we had the best relationship and been together for 4 years but somehow a assumption came into the picture and everything changed.

• by Jovan Torres
• 11 years ago

He says he loves me he blows me kisses he gives me hugs and it makes me blush but everyday I hear rumors gossip and everything that he likes the girl he broke up with. That they look into each others eyes but that never happens to me. He dose not show he loves me instead he just tells me. I do not know if I can trust him but when I wanna break up with him it's to hard because I do not want to loose him. I really do love him but it's just to hard to loose him.

• by Grace
• 11 years ago

I too felt this undying love for a man. Only he was a boy and I was a girl. I thought my world would end without him, I accepted everything, anything he was willing to give. It was not always love I got, either, at times, more times, it was unbearable heartache. We were so young, so raw. We married in our teens, gave it our best shot (I truly believed we had everlasting love and he did too) but as the years went by it seemed our love did too. It got ugly and painful, I had to end it for me, for my life, it was one of the hardest things I ever had to do. It took a long long time to be "civil" to each other but eventually we learned that what had brought us together had always been there, we liked each other, for the sake of our children, we learned to like and respect one another. When he died a little of me did too, I realized under different circumstances, without all the baggage that had been brought into the relationship, we probably would have lasted much longer. A lesson learned, bittersweet though it was.

• by Grace
• 11 years ago

I too felt this undying love for the a man. Only he was a boy and I was a girl. I thought my world would end without him, I accepted everything, anything he was willing to give. It was not always love I got, either, at times, more times, it was unbearable heartache. We were so young, so raw. We married in our teens, gave it our best shot (I truly believed we had everlasting love and he did too) but as the years went by it seemed our love did too. It got ugly and painful, I had to end it for me, for my life, it was one of the hardest things I ever had to do. It took a long long time to be "civil" to each other but eventually we learned that what had brought us together had always been there, we liked each other, for the sake of our children, we learned to like one, respect one another. When he died a little of me did too, I realized under different circumstances, without all the baggage that had been brought into the relationship, we probably would have lasted much longer. A lesson learned, bittersweet though it was.