I’ve not found it to be true that time heals all wounds when it comes to love. The wound may heal over but the scar remains and underneath and where it counts, the hurting throbs and aches endlessly…
I Wonder
I wonder what it is like
To be loved
To be respected
To be appreciated
To be told how special you are
To be held in such high regard
To be told how wonderful you are
To be told how beautiful you are
To know from the depth of your being
That the one expressing these sentiments
Is baring heart and soul
In complete honesty and love
I wonder what it is like
To be given flowers and billets-doux
To have verses written about you
To be the subject of poetry and song
To be so desired
To be so missed and longed for
I wonder what it is like
To be loved…
Dear Regis, I have wondered about these very same things throughout my entire life. Why have I been treated with hatred instead of love? Why did the raven pick my door to sit atop of?
The scars that have been left in my soul are open wounds that will never heal, and it is because I have wondered about all of what you have said here.
"I wonder what it is like
To be loved…
…but I wouldn’t know"
You know I can not only relate to this but I can identify in heart and soul with the very last line. Love is a fleeting shadow that keeps running just ahead of us that we cannot catch.
I agree with you so much Regis, that time does not heal all wounds where love is concerend; whether it is the love of a mate, a parent, a sibling, a friend.
Th-thank y-you for sha-shar-sharing. Yes I am cry-crying because this brought back such horrific memories no person should have to go through.
May the Lord Bless you, and those whom you love, and be with you always, and walk by your side. With love in my heart, joy to the world, peace on earth, & ((((((((((MANY WONDERFUL SISTERLY HUGGGGSSSS)))))))))), your little sister Barbie.
Great write, Regis, I too wonder about these things and found that "the need to be appreciated" tops the list which seems to be outdated these days. Sad to say, Gone are the days when one would pat you on the back and with an encouraging "Keep it up!.It's now every man for himself and God for all.
People might say this is more of a prose type poem, but it doesn't matter. This is a very emotionally touching piece. I think everyone wonders about these things you talk about in the poem at some point in their lives. There are people who wonder what it is like to be loved, or anything else you talk of in the poem, but they never know it because it doesn't happen to them.
Time does not heal all wounds when it comes to love. When you truly fall in love with someone and they break your heart and leave you in the dust, you are scarred for life, especially if you thought the person who you fell in love with was 'the one'.
I wonder if this is something you've went through?
Much pain in this emotion filled poem.Scars can remain .Once in a while some one is luckyto find someone who can give a healing balm to ones life and help to soothe the weary heart....M
Yes, I'm in agreement with you, Regis. The hurt doesn't go that far. I think it adds to any existing insecurities we may have, too. I like the raw emotion in this. It's vulnerable. Love and Hugs,
Sheila
Regis, wonder no more. It is obvious from the expessions
in these reviews that "you" are loved. Welcome back. I know
how good it feels to be back. -gene
What a heartfelt write...causing one to search from within and then "I Wonder", then very quietly I ask the Lord to demonstrate the depth of His Love to you dear Regis...that you will know how much you are loved and appreciated beyond measure! Excellent poem Regis! Thank you for sharing and caring!
Much Love,
Margaret
P.S. Welcome back! You have been missed! May the Lord continually sustain and bless you with His presence and His Love!!!
Hey Regis, I just met you, possibly yesterday? And I already think you are one soothing, dear guy~
So, the twist at the end is really unexpected and works well, but as you can see by all of the comments here on this page and my own, no worries!
Christine
sometimes all of us wonders as you are doing here. Sometimes the world seems so bleak and unyeilding. I love ya Regis so do alot of people here.
hug
kathi
Regis
Don't look any further...You are greatly loved here at the den by many of your friends, and enormous followers. Speaking for myself, you are all of the above. Love the poem...
I PRAY FOR THE DAY WHEN YOU WILL COME TO KNOW THAT YOU ARE ALREADY LOVED LIKE THIS...AND I'LL BET...WAY DOWN INSIDE, YOU'LL KNOW BY WHO. A MARVELOUS WORK...SO ENJOYED. THANKS FOR SHARING AND BLESSINGS, LOVE,
JOYCE * HIS INSPIRATIONS
Great write Regis. I can feel the pain through your words. You are loved by many, though I know thats not the love you seek. May God bless you every day of your life.
I also wonder, Regis. Sadly,we sometimes turn over our hearts to someone who has every intention of crushing it and how are we to know that until it is too late? The pain is excruciating and time does not heal all wounds. I feel this poem deeply. ~Hugs, Elizabeth (welcome back)
Sad write, Regis. Just remember there are always those unsung few in our lives that are always there, even if we often fail to recognize them. These are the ones that truly love us. Peace to you,
Jim
Many have been there! There is hope and wonder in finding that we are loved ... and from unexpected sources.
Take care and hope your recovery goes well.
Susan
Dear Regis i too wondered----the Universal secret is all in this word "wonder"
the moment the wonderer----the wondering and the wondered become one---------it is manifest!!
love and happiness be yours-------the scars within are the birthing place of a new love ---like a leaf turning into manure to nourish a new sapling.
I relate too well to this. It got me thinking- what on Earth would it be like if I was loved the way I love?
Maybe I couldn't take it. It is gifting- not about what is deserved. If anyone is trying to deserve such love- forget about it.
But- look around- and we deserve better. Even I won't deny that.
But this kind of love doesn't come back.
You can't heat the sun.
?
You have captured the imagination of all true romantics who are searching for the grail and then found it in themselves and once drank, transformed their yearning and opened their eyes.
You are one of AD's favorite and beloved author's. As for the "relationship" thing...I have been where you are...and I think many of us have....but I learned, little by little, once I learned to love and accept myself...the rest of it fell into place....and I know sometimes that is easier said than done...yet, it's not as difficult as it seems.
I am hopeful that this is simply a well constructed poem, and not reality. Yet, if it be true, let me tell you ... then you are sadly mistaken. Your poetry commands all the wonderful attributes you have stated. YOUR readers know and LOVE you for what you bring to the 'table.' I, for one, know that my love for you is genuine, albeit, not physical.
It Takes 2 To Tango,i.e.Few Of Us Will Ever Know Simply Your Just Rewards Are Not Of This Physical World!
From My Books:
The Highest,Most Varied,Most Lasting Pleasures Are Intellectual,
However You (We) May Deceive Ourselves (Includes Adults) Of It In Our Youth!
Now Maybe Above Will Keep You From Wondering!?
Regis Most My Life I Live ALONE-Why? Simply I Can Never Find Right Girl To Click With,i.e. She Is Not Of In This Physical World {{{{ She Is Still In My Dreams }}}......
Regis,
There are so many kinds of love, from love of God or Higher Power, unconditional love like that of a parent or friend. Love from all of us who listen to your funny and often wise words, love of a puppy looking up at you as if a god. Love is all around you from a bright sunrise to a golden sunset. But I think you mean the love of a lover or helpmate and that love comes when it will and often when you least expect it. Yearn for passion, if you will but remember that passion is a flame that can burn out quickly while true love is a friendship that cannot fade. Let the love you already have surround your soul and the love you crave may find its way to you.
Love is a gift that we give to our self; no other person can give it to us. They can give us respect, devotion, their attention, friendship, their time, honesty and many other things, but love...that comes from within. We can feel love for another, but if they don't love themselves, they will never be able to accept what it is that we feel for them. True love understands that someone else can feel the same way about us as we feel about them. Love is give and take and without those two things, someone is going to end up feeling invalidated and the relationship will either become very dysfunctional or end. If you feel that you have never been loved, it is time for some serious introspection so that you can understand why it is that you cannot accept love of another. There is no safety in love. Love is having no defenses; it is naked, raw, vulnerable and liberating. Moving forward from a bad situation is also a way that we love ourselves. Living in sadness or grief over something we no longer have control over changing, is torturing our self unnecessarily. I hope you find a way to take, Reg, because you give so very much. Heart wrenching poem.
Regis,
You are loved and respected here at AD and have many true friends and admirers.
John
Reviewed by Darkest Angel (Reader)
Reviewed on June 8, 2010
Time does not heal the wound--it may soften the events, though...a passionate heart has desire that seems to never cease. I love this writing, Regis; it appeared straight forward, but as I read it, I started to feel a sadness and its rhythm.
How heart breaking! My favorite saying is, "Life isn't about waiting for the storm to pass, life is about learning to dance in the rain." I've had my share of losses and I'm dancing just as hard as I can. Hold your head high, be proud of who you are. Take a chance, you might find your 'love' right around the corner.
Regis, it is the scars that new, real love builds the strongest of foundations upon my friend -- "there is no map to chart - a voyage of the heart - the love is the journey you make on your own - and if you don't take the chance - the angels won't dance" -- Seals and Emmons penned those lyrics in their song, "We're All In Your Corner", circa 1990 -- I believe they echo my sentiments rather closely -- may peace and love be always with you my friend -- Jon Michael
This breaks me up completely for reasons I can't begin to articulate, Regis. Life can be quite cruel sometimes but as much as it can bring about mis-matches, it can also, in time, bring along the right person to mend and to heal. Brokeness is something we can all relate to but healing can mend us to be stronger than before. It takes an especial love to be so strong that it can not only speak on its own behalf but repair the damage done before its time. I wish and pray this for the "you" of this poem with all my heart. Like Amber, I am unable to conceive that one such as you should need to still be wondering and searching. May you not have to wait too long.... xxxxx Searing in its depth and beauty, Regis. xxx
Oh, Reg! Know that you are loved...now, in the past, in the future. Whether that love was lost by death or "break-up", there still exited a love. Keep that thought with you, my friend!
Wow - you sure stirred emotions with this "wondering"!!
Regis,
My heart is breaking in two for your pain. My dear friend I am praying you will find that special someone. You are so very gifted in the way you express every emotion, please do not give up hope. "Chaque morceau de pain a son morceau de fromage" Amour et paix mon ami.
Nicole
I used to know...then I realized I was only one in a group plan with his other devotees. This pulled at my heart strings Reg...I can really feel the pain. Glad to see you back. I hope your eyes continue to improve. Love,Michelle
Reviewed by LadyJtalks LadyJzTalkZone (Reader)
Reviewed on June 8, 2010
It is like no experience one can explain in words though as poets many try. I have known the feeling of each of those and by that same hand known the betrayal to what I believe in. For though all that was said to me, they also said the same to another. That didn't stop the feeling those things gave me, only made me wonder many times if they truly meant them. For loves sake ... I know many women who have told me that they have never heard or felt that and with that I know that they also never hurt as deep as betrayal can. I have hope because I have been loved by many...and someday you will too find that kind of love...just keep that smile
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Great poem Reg...I would send you flowers. :-)
Hugs,
Mary
poetry and not a long book or novel.
The scars that have been left in my soul are open wounds that will never heal, and it is because I have wondered about all of what you have said here.
"I wonder what it is like
To be loved…
…but I wouldn’t know"
You know I can not only relate to this but I can identify in heart and soul with the very last line. Love is a fleeting shadow that keeps running just ahead of us that we cannot catch.
I agree with you so much Regis, that time does not heal all wounds where love is concerend; whether it is the love of a mate, a parent, a sibling, a friend.
Th-thank y-you for sha-shar-sharing. Yes I am cry-crying because this brought back such horrific memories no person should have to go through.
May the Lord Bless you, and those whom you love, and be with you always, and walk by your side. With love in my heart, joy to the world, peace on earth, & ((((((((((MANY WONDERFUL SISTERLY HUGGGGSSSS)))))))))), your little sister Barbie.
Time does not heal all wounds when it comes to love. When you truly fall in love with someone and they break your heart and leave you in the dust, you are scarred for life, especially if you thought the person who you fell in love with was 'the one'.
I wonder if this is something you've went through?
Good poem. Thanks for sharing.
Lena
Sheila
in these reviews that "you" are loved. Welcome back. I know
how good it feels to be back. -gene
"I" wonder...
That Picture!! Cuts Deep!!
May Love's Bounty Find You & Keep You Forever
Love Always Vickie xo
(((HUGS))) et amour, ton ami dans Texas, Karen Lynn. :( *tears!*
Much Love,
Margaret
P.S. Welcome back! You have been missed! May the Lord continually sustain and bless you with His presence and His Love!!!
So, the twist at the end is really unexpected and works well, but as you can see by all of the comments here on this page and my own, no worries!
Christine
Love,
Sage
blessings,
carolyn
hug
kathi
Don't look any further...You are greatly loved here at the den by many of your friends, and enormous followers. Speaking for myself, you are all of the above. Love the poem...
JOYCE * HIS INSPIRATIONS
Daniel
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
Jim
Love TinkaSweets
Take care and hope your recovery goes well.
Susan
Blessings,
Christine
the moment the wonderer----the wondering and the wondered become one---------it is manifest!!
love and happiness be yours-------the scars within are the birthing place of a new love ---like a leaf turning into manure to nourish a new sapling.
Maybe I couldn't take it. It is gifting- not about what is deserved. If anyone is trying to deserve such love- forget about it.
But- look around- and we deserve better. Even I won't deny that.
But this kind of love doesn't come back.
You can't heat the sun.
?
Well done Regis, hang in there.
John
Well done,and ty Regis
Love n Peace always
Ch'erie
God bless you, Kathy
It Takes 2 To Tango,i.e.Few Of Us Will Ever Know Simply Your Just Rewards Are Not Of This Physical World!
From My Books:
The Highest,Most Varied,Most Lasting Pleasures Are Intellectual,
However You (We) May Deceive Ourselves (Includes Adults) Of It In Our Youth!
Now Maybe Above Will Keep You From Wondering!?
Regis Most My Life I Live ALONE-Why? Simply I Can Never Find Right Girl To Click With,i.e. She Is Not Of In This Physical World {{{{ She Is Still In My Dreams }}}......
TRASK...
There are so many kinds of love, from love of God or Higher Power, unconditional love like that of a parent or friend. Love from all of us who listen to your funny and often wise words, love of a puppy looking up at you as if a god. Love is all around you from a bright sunrise to a golden sunset. But I think you mean the love of a lover or helpmate and that love comes when it will and often when you least expect it. Yearn for passion, if you will but remember that passion is a flame that can burn out quickly while true love is a friendship that cannot fade. Let the love you already have surround your soul and the love you crave may find its way to you.
Btw, I love you, :)
Micki Peluso
Take care,
Sherry
You are loved and respected here at AD and have many true friends and admirers.
John
Cheers,
Dan
Be always safe,
Karen
Time does heal the surface, but another love heals the depths of that pain.
Much peace, love and light,
Amber
GOD BLESS YOU
TONY
Peace and love,
Dayvid
fee
You are right, there still is a scar,
but that fades with time. You will move on.
Love ya!
Becca
Wow - you sure stirred emotions with this "wondering"!!
Here's Blessings and Love to you - Micke
...and isn't it great to see you back online!
My heart is breaking in two for your pain. My dear friend I am praying you will find that special someone. You are so very gifted in the way you express every emotion, please do not give up hope. "Chaque morceau de pain a son morceau de fromage" Amour et paix mon ami.
Nicole
God Bless,
Lew
And you're traveling on it Reg.
I was reminded of that old song "Looking for Love in all the wrong places"
Maybe Reg it's time to look at some new faces.
Anna