top of page

Poem Introduction

        I wrote this poem in a time when I was very low. I was experiencing a lot of "new" in my life, and I was scared and sad. I was having a lot of doubts about being so far away from my family, friends, and my boyfriend. This poem is about him. It is really quite obvious from the poem why I was such a wreck inside. My poem, "Nothing But Love", is straight forward. It tells the truth and doesn't really have any hidden meaning. What I say is exactly what I mean. It's exactly how I felt the last time that he got on an airplane to leave me and how I felt when I did the same thing only a month later. If you couldn't already tell, it is a VERY long distance relationship. I am not exaggerating when I say that we are over 9,000 miles apart from one another. In fact, I am under exaggerating by about 400 miles. Being in love with someone halfway around the world has taken a lot of getting used to. Sometimes it is still just as hard as when it started, but I am slowly adjusting to this new normal that I'll have to live with if I want to keep my relationship going. This poem reflects just a little bit of my internal struggle to come to terms with all of this. I have made no revisions to my poem.

Nothing But Love

Overwhelming joy and unstoppable tears,

That’s what you’ve given me.

So many warm, sunny days,

But my tears fall from rain clouds.

 

No hurt, no violence, no disappointments.

Just distance.

Would it be easier if I let you go?

Could 9,000 miles become only 9?

 

I wrestle with this endless ocean

That seems to hold all of my heart.

My emotions are packed into your suitcase

When you fly from me.

 

It’s ok.

I don’t need them without you anyway.

Dried up like a desert,

Until you bring your life giving rain back.

 

A dam breaks behind my eyes,

When we say our goodbyes.

Not final, but very final feeling.

I reach for my pillow.

 

I dream of waking to see you right there.

My mind tells me not to be so foolish.

My mind is a bully.

It tries to break my heart.

 

In this matter

I won’t listen to my mind.

My head, low or high

Will pretend everything is fine.

© Created by Alex Hansen
Proudly created with
Wix.com
 

​

 

bottom of page