You say you love me
with a smile on your face
with broken promises
forgotten words
left hanging in the air.
How can I be sure you mean what you say?

The words you say
give little hope to me.
It is as if you are talking to thin air
as you hardly see my face
when you say these words.
Whispering sweetly your promises.

You never remember the broken promises.
How can I have faith in what you say?
Should my life be hinged solely on words?
What about Me!
Or should I meet this face
on and let the words be carried in the air?

Evaporated with the air.
No more promises.
No longer to see your face.
Or hear what you say.
Only me.
No more forgotten words.

For you do not hear the words
I utter, that linger in the air
between you and me.
I whisper my promises
I mean all I say
as I watch your face.

Your handsome face
acts in conjunction with your words.
I have no say
what with the summer's air
your promises
I lose all sense of me.

For I could not face tomorrow without your sweet promises.
The air catches in my throat when you say
those words to me.

Want to comment on this Poetry? Sign up to Edit Red and you will be able to comment on Poetry and get access to: Upload your own stories and poems, get readers and their feedback, promote your work...