Husband Poem

I wrote this poem for my husband I wanted him to know how I feel and how much it hurts to be lied to. He's the love of my life, my soulmate, my friend

Look Me In The Eyes

© Jenny
Look Me In The Eyes
And tell me what you see
My hopes and dreams are shattered
Is there no future for you and me?
I love you more than I ever thought I could.
Someday I thought we would find happiness
Like every couple should.
Look me in the eyes
For once tell me the truth
Did you ever love me?
Please don't make no excuse.
Look me in the eyes
Cant you see my pain?
My heart is breaking
I got no one else to blame.
Look me in the eyes
Cant you see my fear?
If I'm losing you
God take me away from here.
Look me in the eyes
You'll see how much I care.
The tears roll slowly down
Then vanish in thin air.
Look me in the eyes
Can't you see my hurt?
If not when I'm awake
then do it while I sleep.
Look me in the eyes
At least once before I die
You will see the memories
that we shared through our
children. So...............
Look them in the eyes
Let them know you care.
Let them know you love them.
And that you will always be there.
Look them in the eyes
Please don't wait too late.
Look them in the eyes
only speak the truth.
Lies can hurt forever
Some hearts get too torn to mend.
Look them in the eyes
They will always need a friend.
Look them in the eyes
never let it end.
Then do it while I sleep

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Published: Oct 2009

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  • Wow! I read this and it was like you opened my brain and took out the words I wasn't able to put together... I'm sure our situations are very different but your poem touched me just the same... Thank-you!

    Gen Submitted Oct 2009
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  • It's weird how things are!
    I wish I could hate you but I can't
    How can I not hate you after all you done
    After all the pain you made me go threw
    How??? That's the question I ask myself everyday.

    Alma, Houston TX Submitted Jan 2010
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  • This poem look me in the eyes. Really hit me hard. What I got out of it was the same thing that was going on between me and my ex-boyfriend. He needed to open his eyes and see what was in front of him. Not on the outside but looked what he had on the inside all the love showed and tried to give but he never wanted to receive. I don't know but it just hit me that I can't even write about it.. Thanks

    kara Buzynski, maine Submitted Jan 2010
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  • This poem is excellent. As I read it, this lump in my throat got bigger & bigger.
    Why are men so clueless?

    Zahida, Durban South Africa Submitted Jul 2010
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  • When I read this made me want to cry.
    My husband I love more then I can even put in words .

    I am scared of loosing him I think about it often how he tells me he's not as happy in our relationship then I am.

    He use to be so sweet he knew how to do and say the right things .
    I remember how he use to look at me, he wrote in the sand I love you to me, kind caring. He's like another man now I feel I'm more of a burden then a wife.

    I'm scared I really think its a matter of time before he leaves me he has told me a lot he wanted to leave still hoping he's still with me because he loves me.

    There isn't much I wouldn't do for him I know we have kids and all we can just go and come when we please .

    I wish the men in our life knew what they had in front of them.

    Becka,Orlando Submitted Nov 2011
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