I wanted to love him,
But every time he looked at me,
I thought of your eyes
And the way I forgot to breathe,
When you looked back.
I wanted to forget our song,
And those long, late nights in summer,
But I turned on the radio
And Keith Urban was playing –
All I heard was you.
I wanted what was good for me –
Security, certainty, stability –
But I never felt like I belonged
Anywhere, except in your arms
And all our beautiful chaos.
I wanted to feel what I knew –
That he was everything I wanted,
But it was you I kept dreaming about,
Waking and looking for you beside me,
Seeing you in my heart instead.
I wanted all your fire and fury,
The fights and frantic calls at 2 am,
Convincing ourselves we weren’t meant to be,
But always coming back because we are.
I want you still. I always will.
– Courtney Bailey
Poem 16 by Courtney Bailey